• MY MASK

    I hide behind a mask
    You can't see my face
    Looking at first glance
    I'm in a happy place
    The truth is, that's a lie
    But you can't really tell
    that in the back of my mind
    I think the world should rot in hell
    What's the point of living
    If we are all going to die
    What's the point of being happy
    If in the end we're going to cry
    But this is something no one sees
    This is something no one knows
    And yet deep inside of me
    This feeling of hatred grows
    So even though this mask reveals a happy side of me,
    I use the mask as a shield to look at what others can never see.