The Masquerade
People think that I have it all,
But they know nothing, nothing at all.
So now I laugh to hide my tears,
The tears that I gain from my fears.
You may think I'm too young to know such.
If this is so, you know nothing much,
For I have bared so much pain,
Pain I just wish could be washed in the rain.
I hide a lot, too much I mask.
To tell these things is too much to ask.
For I am ripped, broken inside,
At least it's not that hard to hide.
The tears I shed from my eyes
Are the hopes I had, the hopes that died,
The hope that happiness could be made
To forever stop this masquerade.