Is There More

What's behind this mask they see?
All I know is what I could still be.
Isn't there something more inside?
Than behind these sky-high walls I hide.

Within this mask of doom I’m in
what state of mind am I really in?
There's something more than anger and fright
but only comes out in the darkest of night

my laughs I hide
my smiles I pride
emotionless mask consumes my face
longing silently for a warm embrace

to be the one singled out
standing alone and set apart
such a burden we all must share
yet none can see past their own unfair

still these cruel accusations lie
effortlessly diminishing the belief to fly
immersed in the sea of emotion
mimicking reject and fear of devotion

solemnly searching for just mere solace
relentlessly numbing the illusion of menace
flawless ivory marred by shame
emerald beauty the world must blame

What is behind this mask they see?
All I know is what I could still be.
Isn’t there something more inside?
Than behind these sky-high walls I hide?