The happiest people are the saddest
In a world full of affliction, deceit, feign and hatred
People wear masks to cover up the bruises, tears and scars
In every person there’s a person you don’t know
The world is a circus to the masqueraded humans  
No one knows what someone is truly feeling and how someone truly is
We have become so good at lying and covering up the distress that it’s become a norm and if you express your true feelings everyone runs away because fear comes hand in hand with this norm.