Mask

I’m wearing this mask and even it’s turing blue
Not sure how much longer I can lie to you
You think we’re alright, that we’re doing fine
But you see the mask, not what lays behind

If I let you in, will you think I'm weak?
If I put down the mask, will you hate what you see?
 
I know that I’ve fell and I don’t want to cry
Cause I know it will hurt you to know that I want to die
So I’ll stand up tall, and take it like a man
But I’m afraid that the pain has just began 
 
If I let you in, will you think I'm weak?
If I put down the mask, will you hate what you see?
Will you hate me?

 

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