Of course I'm fine, why do you ask?
Oh, don't mind this, it's just my mask.
It hides the grief, it hides the strife,
I wear this mask to escape the knife.
Don't forget this, my pain is real.
I'm not lying, this is how I feel.
You sit there saying it can't be true,
it is for me, just not for you.
You say my heart, must be a sight,
cold as ice, and black as night.
It's not my heart, only my soul,
but killing me, must be your goal.
You're getting close, I hope you know,
you really don't have far to go.
Soon enough, I'll reach my end,
you'll have my soul, to tear and rend.
But you don't know, you never ask,
you never look, beyond the ask.
The look on my face is giving me away,
I wonder now, what will you say?
You've asked me here, you'll now know
I'll take it off, I'll take a bow
I can't do it now, tell you the truth,
I must keep up, the pretense of my youth.
"Of course I'm fine, why do you ask?"
"Oh, don't mind this, it's just my mask."
