The Mask

He paints his world with words and ballads.
A masquerade of what will never be
A shameful attempt to hide what is truly inside
For it never rains down on this utopia

His anger shown in screeches and screams
Brutality in it's purest form
His defiance to all he knows in subliminal volumes
His hatred shown in the shadows unveiled

A love he has never known
Shown in his desperate longing to be somebody
The fear of loss turns itself into a haunting lullaby
Little more than an unheard message to a woman forgotten

But beneath these words and hollowed out notes
He lives in fear and sorrow
Scared of the world ahead of him

Does anyone see through it
See through the mask
See the fear behind the smile
The tears behind the laughter

Of course not.
'Cause the longer you wear it
The more the mask becomes permanent
And words of fiction take tighten their hold