It's morning, so I put on a face

A standard smile, an easy base

A mask to lock me up inside

Deep down where my emotions hide

A face to wear for everyday

I know the right passwords to say

I don't seem too bright or seem too dim

I don't smile too much or look too grim

Sometimes my mask starts to slip

Stop and hold, get a grip

Take a deep breath, count to ten

And paint my face back on again

But when I'm home, I shut my door

I set my stuff down on the floor

I look at the mirror, but I can't see

Or recognize a glimpse of me

So I let it drop

And then I stop

Only to do it again and again

And maybe every now and then

Wish

    For something

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