You can’t escape into the light, when the darkness lives inside
There always comes a time when we must face our demons
But what am I to do when the monster lives in my head
And changes my moods like the seasons

We all have our scars, some more than others
Marking the pages of our lives
Though not all can be seen, they’re lying under cover
Hidden from view, except to those who wield the knives

There is a mask we hide behind, one of happiness and deception
But our eyes show the truth, that is so unrelenting
Windows to the aching soul within, colors shining in the darkness
Revealing what's inside, to unravel what we keep pretending