I wear a mask to cover up.
I'm afraid of what you'll see.
I don't want to take it off,
cause then you might see me.

My mask is made of strength and serenity.
It's the complete opposite of the real me.
The real me is unstable, and not put together all nicely.

If I were to take off my mask,
would you be willing to accept?
Would you be willing to see who I am without all the wierd concepts?

So, who is this person, deep inside my head?
This person just wants a real friend.
Someone to see the overly self-conscience,
sad, trapped person I've become.

All I want is someone to accept me,
someone I can take off my mask around.
Who can that possibly be?
Maybe the only person I can be safe around, is me.