Ugly, fat, oh the names I’ve been called.
You ask if they bother me, I should say not at all.
I should hide behind my smile and silently say,
I am who I am and nothing can change me anyway.
But that would be a lie, so let me start anew,
My smile was lost to the pain caused by you.
My happiness slowly faded until it was gone,
So I hid who I was and put an act on.
I formed a mask over my hurt and tears,
It’s the mask you’ve seen smiling for the past few years.
But once my mask was in place, I finally saw,
Masks all around and it struck me with awe.
Every person in the world has a mask of their own.
They wear it with people or sometimes when they're alone.
So now that I know the hidden truth, allow me to ask,
What is it that you hide behind your mask?