Slamming the curtain shut , none of them must know.
The girl behind the mask; so different from the one that shows.
Scared of no acceptance, racing to hide,
should I really tell them what's inside?
Should they know that the sarcasm is just a show?
That all the things they discover daily, I already know?
To let them know that all their efforts are thrown away in one stride?
To show them what I hide?
All their efforts down the drain,
like a drenched person in the rain.
To loose all my friends and to be forced to find new?
No! I cannot let it be!
To have them all turn away from me?
No! The mask comes back!
To act like this , what's to lack?