Wearing different masks made me forget myself
Accustomed to the habit of hearing
Me having a heart of stone
Except You my God
Who knows how it grieves
How it feels for others
And how it cries inside
No one ever tried to have a look into it
But it's not ready to grieve
As You are there my Almighty
Always there are prayers for my friends and foes
The only one who know my heart well
Thanking You O' thee