Masks

Oh I see you got your mask
I can tell you wear it very well
And I loved your little play
The part where you lived in your private hell
But no one can tell
Cause that smile on your face you wear it very well
So now I sit outside
Where the leaves dance in the street and cars collide
And the people walk by
And they just don't seem to live fulfilling lives
And I'm not gonna lie
I always need some help just getting by

But what is this life
Besides from everything reaching my eyes
Go and work all the time
But even if you work you still can't hide
And I try to relax
But these brains never stay on just one track
And I try not to crash
But how can I even think with thoughts like that
I guess I'll just sit back
There's no sense in doing anything but that

I'll sit on these bricks all day
Watch these dark clouds pass on this cold November day
I'll watch the leaves as they die
Just before they fall they look so alive
But what is this life
Besides from everything reaching my eyes