Everyday I wear a mask A single fisad to hide my past The never-ending daily task

Always I will make the think Nothing wrong, Life doesn't stink Daily though I wish to sink.

Beside my lungs I hold a box Escaping light with 50 locks. Concealed inside, there it knocks Only I may hold the key Most don't see the real me Eluding eyes that try to see

From day to day I try to hid And only wish that I could have died The people only see my happy side.

-Crinity Bast-