They think I'm a nice person

They think I'm their friend

Because the last thing they would think

Is that all this is pretend

They run around me with smiles

That I only half return

In reality

I can't stand them

Any of them

But they don't know that yet

I haven't shown them my real face

Just a mask

Only a mask

They think they know me

All they really know is my name

If they took one peek

behind my friendly face

All the cheeky smiles

and the laughs

What would they see?

The real me

But from a young age I learned

that society doesn't want your real face

To progress you have to act

Every day

You may not even notice

But you do it too

Waves to co-workers you hardly know

Parties with people you don't even like

just playing along

always playing along

Will they ever see,

Beyond the mask?