painted faces, halfhearted smiles.
with every turn, you wonder,
who is everyone, really?
who is that, which you see?

is it him? is it her?
is it really?
sad faces suddenly turning all smiles,
deceiving the world but hurting themselves.

is there reason? is there a cause?
speak up, get up.
don't hide, don't put on that mask.
what people want to see, is what is behind that mask.