At the end of the night
I sit alone in the dark
Thinking , listening
But a solution I can not find

A person to talk to is someone I miss
A person to talk to is truly a bliss
In public I'm a stare you could see from fare
Happiness ill fake and sadness ill Take
But no one knows what happens in the dark
Loneliness in what I'm afraid of
And it could be only the start

Excuses I have made
Faults I have blamed
I shall always be a mystery that no one could solve
For the mask I've worn is what you only see

Is it the fault of me?
Is it the fault of the?
A mask I have never worn
But in a mask you were born

This is what I'm trying to say
But your mask will take it all away.