Humans all participate in a simple task.
It makes society easier, if we all wear a mask.
Everyone possesing secerets, stories we choose to disguise.
All carrying a fake persona, so they'll believe our lies.
Even I have traits, habits, & beliefs i choose to hide.
Just because they'd look at me differently if they knew who i am inside.
How i used to take apart a pencil sharpener, just for the sharp blade.
or the urges I still have, although the scars have chosen to fade.
The way that behind every smile-filled day is just another night I cry.
and the constant desire i have to die.
Maybe how i seem to have confidence all through out the day, but when i see my reflection i hate myself in every way.
or the boy im still in love with, but say i don't care at all.
because i wear a mask, like we all do, so societies acceptance wont take a down fall.