We all hide behind our masks
made of our own insecurity
It covers our shame
and depicts our pseudo-purity

My mask hides my hate,
Hides my fear and despair
It protects me from them
and their evil glares

They can't see the tears that roll down
my cheeks down to chin to the ground
They don't see the scars that riddle my face
They don't see my eternal frown

The mask just shows what everyone wants
A smile
How could a small, simple gesture
Be so vile?

It sickens me
The pressure for one to be glad
So trivial
A frown isn't all bad?

So until the world can care less
I'll keep on showing a false smile
So I won't hear their judgments
So I won't have to match their style