We are all part of this game, aren't we?
This charade
This masquerade we love to play with one another

Why must we keep our true colours
Hidden behind our mask,
Our smiles?
Why must we muffle the whispers
Our broken hearts so desperately wants to let out

Why do we love to play this game
Even if our hearts tell us otherwise?

These smiles
They are not sincere
Not anymore
What happened?
What can we do?

Be there for each other.