Life is our ball

Our costumes- our words

The dance floor is open for those who dare


Our masks are our shields

Our protection

The party has just begun, but you're ready to leave


We tread on shallow ground

The dirt beneath our feet is shifting

We all fall down


The masks come off


What will they say if they knew?

What will they think if they saw the real you?

Where will you stand when your mask is removed?


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