I wear this mask,
Such a stupid thing,
It's who people think I am,
Not who I am within,
But no one knows who I am,
No one has ever met me,
Because I am so hidden,
And they just cannot see,
This mask is so pretty,
It makes me look so happy,
So, lift it and see my crimson tears,
As depressed is all I can be,
My outer shell is one person,
But my inside is another,
If you ask them what I'm really like,
No one will know the answer,
People wrap me in cotton wool,
They think it will protect me,
I don't need or want protecting,
Why can't they just see?!
I've been told to try and fight the mask,
Try to show my true colours,
But for some reason it never works,
I will forever be known as "her",
I'm sorry to all of you who want to know me,
So I can rid myself of the past,
But I don't know how I can show you, me,
I'm forever fighting the mask...
