The girl behind the mask, seemed to be happy
She always laugh, feeling everything was easy
She makes silly antics as if she's care free and problem free
But that girl behind the mask has hiding something you don't know and only she, herself knows and that makes her uneasy
Did you see her mourn? Cry? Or more like you saw her eyes saying that she actually died?
But surely in reality,
She was the girl who's lonely, blank and empty
She's quite silent outside
But little did you know she's secretly crying, shouting and begging inside
Did you know that she's strong? Thinking she can handle all of her depression?
Yes, she had friends but somehow for her, her life feels incompletely
Like there's a broken piece or something's missing in her deepest mind, soul and body
She is like two faced, one for her public and one for her private
That's her, the girl who lies behind the mask as they say
And for her, nobody can't and nobody would ever understand her.
