Welcome to the masquerade ball
I shall be your guide
Through the colorful halls
Tonight you won't need to hide
Let your doubts melt into our dance
Time seems to stop in this soiree
Without a second glance
Let the music take us faraway
Take my hand and let me guide you
No one will see your imperfections
Because tonight everyone will be just like us
Hiding behind a mask
YOU ARE READING
NightFall
PoetryA collection of poems that I've written that is anything but happy.
