Don't be fooled by me.
Don't be fooled by the face I wear.
For I wear a mask. I wear a thousand masks.
Masks I am afraid to take off.
But none of them are me.
I give the impression that I'm secure.
That all is sunny and unrivaled with me.
Within as well as without.
But don't believe me. Please.
I am afraid that deep down I'm nothing. That I'm just no good.
And that you will see this and reject me.
So I play my game. My desperate, pretending game.
With a facade of assurance without, and a trembling child within.
And so begins the parade of masks. The glittering, yet empty parade of masks.
Who am I, you may wonder.
I am someone you know very well.
For I am every man you meet
And I am every woman you meet.
