You hurt me. But, I put on the mask so you wouldn't know.
You confused me. But, I put on the mask so you wouldn't know.
I failed again. But, I put on a mask so you wouldn't know.
I have dreams that are bigger than I think I can accomplish. But, I have masks so you won't know.
I'm afraid that you will kick me when I'm down. So, I put on the mask before you know you have an opening.
A thousand reasons, a thousand different masks. And I wear them all.
For what?
So you won't know that I can feel pain? So you won't know that I don't always understand?
So you won't know that I'm not perfect? So you won't know my heart's desires?
So you won't know that I'm afraid of what you can do to me?
I do. All of these things, I do.
But, I'm afraid for you to know.
I'm afraid of your rejection. I'm afraid of your indifference. I'm afraid of your words.
Sometimes I'm just afraid of your silence.
I wonder, on quiet nights like this one, who I could be if I wasn't afraid... who I could be if I had no masks to wear and no one to fear.
I wonder who I would be and how I would be different.
If I was the person behind the masks.
