Why is that all people hate me?
Is there something wrong with me?
A rain never stop coursing down my cheeks, pouring my blue eyes
As blue as the sea, blues that makes me woe.
It felt like a garden without a farmer, no one cares, everybody is in anger.
It felt like a weed in a garden,
Everybody is digging me out,
Is that because I'm not good enough?
Sharing my fake smiles with others
No one knows, that I am hiding something.
Hiding something in an awful mask
No one knows about me.
I know, no one knows you too.
Author Notes: Stop wearing those masks. If you are happy show it. If you are sad, communicate.