I Love What's Behind The Mask He Wears

He hides behind his mask,
covered in different shades of colour.
Decorated with the lies of a broken heart,
and held together by faded dreams.

He dances to our rhythm,
an unsteady beating of the drum.
His legs are covered in steel chains,
and on his feet he wears lead shoes.

He sings a beautiful song,
but the soft pitch is just an echo of the past.
He can reach all of our notes,
but he can't grasp them in his hands.

His mask falls away sometimes,
revealing the broken man behind it.
You all scream and run from him,
afraid of the pain he'll show to you.

I'll stay with him until the dawn light,
dancing and singing and painting with him.
His heart is full of grief and hurt,
a man who has seen a lot of life.

The mask he hide behind did him no justice,
he may be have felt alone but I was there for him.
I dance to his steady rhythm a tune of sorrow,
I'll sing along with him showing him harmony.

I've seen behind his mask,
and I love him all the more.