I've had a lot of people ask me

If I'm happy all the time

I simply smile and reply

"Just about"

But most of me

Is a masquerade

Not even I

Can see me anymore

I've lost track of who I am,

And who I was

I know my name...

Sure.

But that's nothing;

What I've let myself become

Is killing me

I'm wihering away inside

Just leave me,

Please

I can't let you catch

The disease I've created,