I wonder how long I can keep my mask,
This is not the real me who's pretendin.
It's not surprise that you never ask,
All because I'm workin too well on actin.
Who would know my feelings are deeply hurt,
When all you see is the fake smiles on my face.
I would prefer let the knife insert,
Instead of seein that girl takes my place.
I never get better when I'm nowhere near ur heart,
But my love for you is still remains.
The hurt inside me will not part,
Maybe die could end my pain.
