You always hid under that mask
How do you look like under the mask?
Are you beautiful or ugly?
The mask you wear is a beauty in deed
Many fall for the mask you wear, not you, but me?
Even though under the mask you may not be as beautiful
Yet I still fall for the real you, the one under the mask
Why?
Because this is what you call true love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem