Ice Castle

Tell me something
Why is it that I'm hated?
Why is it that everyone feels
Like they have to pretend to like me?
What is wrong with me?
They tell me that I care too much
And that I'm stupid because of it
But I can't help it
I can't help what I feel
If it bothers you
Then don't look
But if you want
If it will make you happy
Then I'll put on my mask
I'll paint it a dull slate
And I'll wear it all the time
I'll become as cold
As the ice castle that you live in
If that won't be the key
To those monumental doors
Then, perhaps, could it become
The mirror that you look in?
I could make my mas so cold
That I won't be able to see
If that's what you want
But you have to promise not to look
Putting on my mask
Will be hard
It will take getting used to
But if that's what you want
If it will make you happy
Then I'll become part
Of your ice castle