They walk around with a mask covering their face.
Masking their true identities, so they don’t appear vulnerable
They’re emotions you can’t trace
Simply, an empty canvas
They’re superhuman, so invincible
But I know deep inside, it hurts them to see others broadcast they’re feelings, how they’re free
As for them, they never smile, laugh or even shed a tear, full of bravado, have no fears
Out of them all, there’s a specific one I see. He seems heartless to know one he speaks, throughout sun