Here is a story
Pretend it's a joke
I could never speak it
I'd probably choke
I once had a mask
That would change my face
And then everyone liked
What stood in its place
I miss how I was
Or I miss the mask
I shouldn't have dropped it
The face made of glass
I thought it would help
So I watched it fall
The sound of it breaking
Then no sound at all
It just got harder
To say I'm okay
To laugh along with you
To get through the day
Now it's so easy
For the world to see
To look through my smile
And see the real me
Don't look at my face
Don't look in my eyes
I can't stand the pity
I miss my disguise
I'm worthless I know
I can't stand myself
So have fun in Heaven
I'll be here in Hell
I keep getting worse
And I don't know why
I want to get better
But why even try
Tell me what's the point
I'll still be alone
In this life that I chose
That I've made my own
I can't change the past
My future will drown
I just want a present
Devoid of all sound
