I can't find the rest of the water in me
Lost searching for the inner meaning
Stuck in pointless thinking, sinking
Only halfway down than it hit me, reality
Only half a face and the rest a hollow disgrace
A mask I use to hide a trace,
Of fear that might show cause if it's hidden no one will know
that I've lost my soul but this mask comes with a toll
Water, now let me use the rest to paint the act
A young kid struck trying to a meaning to his mind. He searches in the stage till he finds out he must hide his intentions no matter the price. So he puts on the mask and flaunts it’s envied beauty as he looks in the crowd only to see strife. The audience is displeased at his vacant self care and now he’s realized he wants to please the crowd.
That, is my life.