Mask upon a mask
Weared of different faces
Each moment ready to grasp it all
And Inside i am dying
Tears behind the brightest smile
No one of which is aware
Yes, Daily i have to carry the mask
Wid a smile i have to walk miles
The fake face gives a fake hope
A hope that evrythng will b alryt
Yet no clue of any light
Walking on the, darkest road
In the rain to hide my tears
No one in any corner of the world
Will ever undrstand d pain i bear...
Still smiling i shake hands
Wid no grief on my face
Pretending to b d happiest
I failed in the lyf's race......
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