The masks we hide behind
The masks we hide behind
We sometimes take our costume offIt confuses even friendsNot those who really know us;Those ones who see us on weekends The family, they know usSome others know us tooThe costume in the week daysIs just the one we wear for you We don’t like the clothes we give ourselvesWe don’t like the shortness of our hairIf it wasn’t for the jobs we doWe really wouldn’t care We’ve been dressing up foreverMake-ups begun to fadePerhaps we’ll allow our inner selvesTo walk to work some day.l These costumes, they define usThey cloak the daily grindThey cover up the artistsThey’re the mask we hide behind The corporate suit, the tidy hairAlways professional and polite This is just the outer us Our truths are often out of sight It’s called eternal actingIt’s like being someone elseWe should really start adapting And begin being more ourselves. So the next time that you see usWe may have left it all behindThe costumes will be differentWhat new persona will we find? We want to be ourselves for onceNot the one everybody seesSo if you see a different ‘us’Don’t reject us please