We all wear masks that are ment to hind our lies,
searching for happiness as our bodies die,
searching for divine peace but thats unable to find,
searching for hope that we all deny,
we all wear masks that are invisible to eyes,
but under our masks we grieve and cry,
behind our masks we trap our minds,
we trap our soul as we lose control of our lives,
we all wear masks, its just a matter of time,
as we destroy ourselves, we destroy our kind,
we miss our truth and ignore
our signs,
and as we wear our masks, our souls are hind,
behind our masks...
 
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