Masquerade

spinning around til the music stops
heart beating fast, expecting, waiting
hands reaching, trying to claw the mask aside
the need to run and hide is so strong
they wouldn't like the truth
let them keep accepting a lie
the mask keeps the pain away from home
never striking its intended target
they can't possibly want to understand
so why let them in?
hear the jeers and disdainful voices
when they find out, but they never will
because you just spin away and dance
to the beat of a drum that'll never be yours
because it's all just a game
a masquerade