Within This Mask

We hide behind our masks

Thinking all is alright outside

No one ever really asks

Of how you really feel inside



Depression plays another trick

I can feel the misery start to swell

Twists in my stomach make me sick

But I try to hide it and to never tell



My sanity will just wear another face

So I can try and come and fit in

Inside I am feeling out of place

I feel dark thoughts when I'm sitting



Those terrible memories never go away

I only find another emotional mask to wear

A different face to put on every single day

Because this fucking depression stays there





copyright Chris Smith 2005