A Madman's Attempt at Writing

A PEEK BEHIND THE CURTAIN

To me waking up
Is the equivalent of climbing mount everest
Everyone's waving their achievements
While here i am waiting for my permanent rest
I hide behind a mask of weirdness
Built walls around my heart
So you won't find my weakness
And lying about it is the hardest
It's hard to keep a blank face
While your mind is running around like a horse without a harness
So here i am using my pen as a fishing net
Fishing for tasty compliments
From you the complimenting audiences
I'm not saying that i have nothing left
I am saying that despite having provided everything
i can't help but still feel dead