The mask I wear today will be my face for all to see,
The smiles that I show will cover up the real me,
The sorrow and despair I feel will never be revealed,
The truth that I can never speak shall ever be concealed.

The mask I wear today is not the same as yesterday,
The secrets that it hid were not so hard to keep away,
The worry and the shame I feel were not what I had planned,
The truth that eats away at me much more than I can stand.

The mask I wear today will not be the last I don,
The scars that it protects will never heal as time goes on,
The horror and the fear I feel will follow where I roam,
The truth that overshadows me is all I can call home.

The mask I wear today is the only me that you could know,
The face that lies beneath holds nothing that I'd want to show,
The cold and dark I feel will stay forever in these lines,
The truth that each one holds is what this bleeding ink confines.