Behind a mask

I am sitting on the window in my bedroom and facing nothing

The cold wind always drop by and be my friend
it is always come into my room without permission, well I don’t matter it at all

But I hate when it touched my sadness, my depressed and my pessimistic

I try to keep silent and savor that cold touch

The wind whispers something in my ears

that it want to touch my real pale face like now
 everywhere I am

aahh..

without wearing a mask I will be a horrible person

I have ever tried to show my real self and  made a friend with some people
at the first they made me felt like in the paradise, oh GOD I love them so much
Day after day, time past away I realize that I am only their clown not their best friend
they are optimistic that I am freak !!

When my cheek wet because of tears

Nobody beside me although I am in the crowded

No one can understand my feeling before I tell

And no one want to touch my cheek to erase my tears
Am I the poorest girl ? no dear, you are not

maybe speak alone and think too much are not good

oh dear who cares, no problem

it’s okay, now I am learning

Learning to forget about  sadness, depressed, pessimistic,
horrible, freak, lonely, acting, suspicious, tearful and stop wearing a mask

Now let me sing a song from demi lovato “this is me”

This is real, this is me

I am exactly where I am supposed to be now

Gonna let the light shine on me

Now I have found who I am

There is no way to holding in

No more hiding who I wanna be

This is me...

aaahhhhh hoouuuu huuuuooooo
huuuuuhhuuuu hiiiaaaaa hhaaaaa
huuuulaaalalalaa woo wooo