When I get up in the morning,
I put on a mask,
One in which I can do the task,
No one seems to know the real me,
I don't know why,
But they stll judge me,
The mask that I bare can get so heavy,
Sometimes it shows,
That I can't keep steady,
Times are hard,
And life is rough,
I need to lie down,
But tell me who can I trust,
The days go by,
And times get harder,
Still got that mask,
Now I think why bother,
Whether I hide or not,
They still judge,
So I try to take it off,
But now it won't budge,
I've hid for too long,
Now I think,
When I sing this song,
All I can ever do,
Is just be me,
Then is when,
I will truely live happily, ...
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