You laugh and I laugh along
but you don't see the tears
slowly seeping down my face.
When I turn my head to look away
the mask disappears and I'm me,
the real me, the one you don't know.
I'm a melting candle, burned out for the night.
And I'm the cover-up you wear on your face.
I'm a mask that just won't come off,
no matter how you pull at it.
I'm a different person when I turn away
and lay awake crying, tears in my eyes.
I turn back to you and smile,
my fake smile plastered on my face.
But you don't notice the teardrop
in the corner of my eye.