Happy, full of giggles and smiles
Don’t you know I can go for miles?
Can you see me through my mask?
Trying to hide a wounded past.
When will sun shine through the rain?
My judgment, clouded as I hide
It’s because of my foolish pride.
You only see what I want you to.
You can’t see through—I use a mask.
People like what I let them see,
They love that mask; they don’t love me.
I don’t like it, it’s all that I’ve got.
Show the real me? I think naught!
From you I conceal all this pain.
I live a lie—I use a mask.
Mar 2, 2010
Mar 2, 2010 at 9:42 AM UTC
Happy, full of giggles and smiles
Don’t you know I can go for miles?
Can you see me through my mask?
Trying to hide a wounded past.
When will sun shine through the rain?
My judgment, clouded as I hide
It’s because of my foolish pride.
You only see what I want you to.
You can’t see through—I use a mask.
People like what I let them see,
They love that mask; they don’t love me.
I don’t like it, it’s all that I’ve got.
Show the real me? I think naught!
From you I conceal all this pain.
I live a lie—I use a mask.