The Mask..
Emptiness, it’s all that I feel.
It’s the only part if me that’s real.
I put on a mask of fake smiles and laughs
To cover the scars of the past.
The mask that I wear, can hide the way I appear
But it can’t hide the scars that are here.
So, I’ll put on my mask and I’ll smile and I’ll laugh
And I’ll pretend that I’ve never shed a tear..
