Masks

Everywhere I go
Everyone I see
Everything has on a mask
Nothings real to me

People put on a masquerade
Pretending to be my friend
But once my back is turned
There lies the friendships end

Everyone says they're the real thing
But I can see through them all
The masks look all the same
You can see them down the hall

Everywhere I go
Everyone I see
Everything has on a mask
Nothings real to me

Once I wore that selfsame mask
Just to see how it would be
To have a mask all my own
But the mask just wasn't me

I'd rather be myself
Though people think it a sin
I like the way that I am
Though I'm not really "in"

Everywhere I go
Everyone I see
Everything has on a mask
Nothings real to me

Though I can't make people be themselves
Tell them to do what they want to do
Why do people wear that mask?
Isn't it best to just be you?