She hides her face when she's not alone...She wears a mask, but it's not her own
I'ts everyone else she wants to be
Be just like them Supposedly free
Free from the troubles, the troubles of life
Free from sin and worries and strife
But when night time falls and she climbs into bed
Her mask falls apart and her head fills with dread
She screams and she cries but no one can hear
She wants them to know, know all her fear
Her fear of facing a world with no mask
Afraid they won't like; afraid they won't ask
So she waits for the day with hope in her heart
When she'll wear her own face and make her new start
~Melantha Abraham
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