I wrote this in response to the 'masks' I see presented as a false facsimile of the real person.
Happiness does not lie,
Beneath the lying mask;
Death lurks there,
A death to slowly die...
Secretly peel'd and bare,
One question’s left to ask;
Will I die or will I dance..?
Is this my time;
Is this my chance..?
Happiness does not lie,
Beneath the lying mask;
Death lurks there,
A death to slowly die...
Secretly peel'd and bare,
One question’s left to ask;
Will I die or will I dance..?
Is this my time;
Is this my chance..?