when i feel weak and weary
my mask is proud and cheery
while my face is flawed
i know my mask still holds strong
it shields me from questions
it holds my tears
my mask is brave
while i have fears
but it is not invulnerable
it too can crack
and my mask lets out
the things i hold back
so if you see a frown
if you see it break
if my mask slips down
if my shoulders shake
from tears, from fears
from horrors of my mind
please just look away
my mask and i will be just fine