Am I all that's left
of a child that I knew,
who is now empty
of all that shown so true?

Nothingness remains
leaving me so hollow.
All that's left is pain
for my mind to swallow.

Oh, I know you'd scream
if I removed this mask
and tore away the dream.

Well now the mask is broke.
Take a good look inside.
I'm as empty as my jokes.
The young girl I knew has died.

I am only an empty shell now.
A mask that the young girl
left when her mind went to hell
and took away her joy.

The smile you see is fake.
The laughter is a lie.
The joy is what I make
from when I want to cry.

I know but one command
left to me when the girl had gone,
and so I serve her bright demand
and pretend that nothing's wrong.

I complain about useless faults
that mean nothing much in life,
so none will peer into my vault,
this empty shell filled with strife.

But come, make merry
and I'll make merry too.
Don't leave behind the girl
that you once knew.
 
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