I paint my face every day
With a smile and some love
But no one seems to see
The black canvas underneath
Everyone sees the end product
The finished masterpiece
They don’t see the hard work behind it
Not the sacrifices I had to make
They don’t see the blood, sweat and tears
Mixed up with the colors of my smile
And no one seems to notice
That I plan to stop painting one day
One last time before my last breath
One last time before I leave
I will show you who I really am
This will be my last masquerade