We walk among the crowd with faces covered,
Hiding who we truly are, discovering
That the world is harsh and unkind,
And showing weakness is just not our kind.
So we put on a mask, a disguise,
A facade to hide our tears and lies,
A shield from the pain and the fears,
And a cover for the memories and tears.
The mask of confidence, bold and bright,
Hides the insecurities and the fright.
The mask of strength, to hide the weak,
And the mask of happiness, when we seek.
But beneath these masks, we're all the same,
With the same hopes, the same fears, the same pain.
We all wear these masks every day,
Hiding the truth in a different way.
So let's take off the masks, and be free,
And show the world who we're meant to be.
For the only way to truly live,
Is to let the world, our true selves give.
