Closed eyes to draw the curtain
Reality has no place here
For reality smothers dreams
And all their kin - hope, faith -
Until all fall dead in crumpled petals
And once I danced with that fair rose
It's name used to be "smile"

I crave for a happy end
But the end seems so very far off
And if I wear my mask -
The one that pretends my heart doth not cry -
Then tears of a different kind fall
And you already have seen what's underneath
Not the scars beneath my skin
Not the holes to fill in
But the innocent and kindred spirit
That doth not lay entwined in anguish
Smiling in plastic

So must I choose -
Happiness I cannot obtain
Or sadness that locks away pain?