The things that have crossed our mind
Has so much story from behind
The people we admire were classified as kind
Never knowing that betrayals come from mankind
The masks we wear are often designed
For people that are never going to be refined
So afraid that we can never align
The pain and sadness are updated as fine
I know that we always play different roles
Forgetting one's self and falling on different holes
Blinded by searching for love on every pole
Astrayed from the path, differentiated from the whole
Until one day we gave up and we never stood
That day when our time was ever good
Drowning by the contentment we hid using our hood
Acting as double agents we lost to fraud
