I have a closet full of masks
There are so many I can't keep track.
Each day, I go into my closet and grab a new mask
I put on a new face and I act.
I act my problems away
Letting my feelings go a stray.
You see me around, I laugh and I cry
But those are just the masks that I hide.
No-one knows who I really am
I just make my way through life, running my own kind of scam.
When I go into my closet and grab a new mask,
I transform into someone new
Relenquishing my self right on que.
No-one knows the depths behing my masks
I am just that girl who smiles and stares back.
Like a puppet on strings,
Trying to break free with broken wings.
Deep down you would never guess
That I am a girl who is depressed.