
No one really knows you
You wear your masks so well
A mask for home
A mask for church
Your life's a living hell
You wear your masks to cover
Your many broken dreams
A mask for work
A mask for play
Your life's a silent scream
Oh yes, you've "got it covered"
Your only one true self
Your hopes
Your aspirations
Lie on a dust filled shelf
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