It is exhausting to keep the mask on
Always hiding the truth for everyone else’s comfort
I’m fine, thanks, I’m good Ha ha
The mask slipped.
Now it is as broken as I am.
I desperately need a new one.
People say they want transparency and truth
But give it to them and it becomes clear
That wanting the truth is a lie.
Now the truth is out there
I am left alone, ashamed, and desperately trying to figure out how to get a new mask.