You can’t see me crying behind the mask.
You don’t know I’m sighing behind the mask.
Adorned to society’s standards,
For I am trying behind the mask.
I embellish with a painted smile,
Endlessly lying behind the mask.
My performance so believable,
You have ceased prying behind the mask.
The girl you know is a fallacy,
And she is dying behind the mask.
Inspiring image, Colloquium, by baroquedoll on DeviantArt.com