A smile fake as fools gold

For a lie to be told

When I  have no hold on life

I can feel cold as ice

Hide my feeling don't be sad

Maybe that's why I was driven mad

By all the lies to find it place

To conceal my tear streaked face

All the hope washed away by a swoop of one wave

Wipe off my tears so they won't see

All of my misserry

Friends I trust won't be there forever

Maybe I should just keep the cover

Find a way to hide the scars

And launch myself to the stars

Be alone for just a bit

In the dark space of it

When the darkness comes to stay

Not even the candle can handle it

Driven mad by misery

Betrayed by “friends” who sail off to sea

Knowing they won't come back for me

In a pit of misserry

Another part of the mask is made

A laugh as fake as my happiness

Takes me down more

To the core

My soul is dying

And still lying

Trying

Crying

And it doesn't help

To know the things underneath the mask

The mask is complete

An empty hole with me inside

The mask is thick

The mask is made

For all of those who feel this way.