I put up a front, 

and i don't mean to be so blunt,

but the curtain is for me.

I can't look at society. 

They tell you how to act,

and it's hard to stay intact.

They tell you how live and how to talk,

and if you don't follow them it's  cause for mock. 

So i hide who i am deep inside, 

and i think it is implied,

the mask covers me

and i can't breathe.


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