Each day I wake, I adorn my mask
Cover the pain, a most daunting task
I hide deep within my hallowed shell
Puppeteer function, hope none can tell
Pull the crooked lever hinged to the smile
Interact with strangers, another dial
Crank the handle that winds up the walk
Yank on the chain to make the mouth talk
Like a one man band who plays and sings
Work all the complex pullies and strings
Mechanized master, it's become routine
Armoured safe within my tarnished machine