That mask you wear…
What's under there?
That smile that you have shining so bright,
What's behind the teeth so white?
Are there bruises and cuts
That you can't reveal to us?
Are there secret tears
That no one sees or hears?
What does the mirror show you
When the mask is removed?
Do you not like what you see?
Does it make you want to bleed?
Don't be afraid.
I'll never hurt you in any way.
The only reason I always ask…
Is because I hate that stupid mask.
I hate that you feel you have to hide yourself
And that you have to be someone else.
You've drifted so far
From who you really are.
All I want to do
Is help you.
But in order for me to begin…
Take off the mask and let me in.