Mask

Who is she
She lives a veiled identity
A life where she can barely see
Who she's meant to be
A covering
Wrapped so she can hardly breathe
And no longer entering
Into reality
And all that's left of her
Is all that she regrets

Who is this person
A hypocrite a spy
Oh, who is this person?
Who fakes away her life
She claws and strains
With no refrain
To pull the mask away
From herself
But it's too late
It's become her face

Hide and seek
Try and find me while I weep
As silent darkness covers me
In restless sleep
Who is there
Is there anyone who cares
To pull me from these icy stares
Of the enemy
And words can heal or hurt
Cutting deeper than the surface

Who is this person
A hypocrite a spy
Oh, who is this person
Who fakes away her life
She claws and strains
With no refrain
To pull the mask away from herself
But it's too late
It's become her face

And all that's left of her
Are layers of regrets
If she would only cling to her Savior
She would find her hope and rest

I don't know this person
Eaten up by guilt
Oh who is this person
Who thinks her works fullfill
Don't try and find
The strength inside
You'll never break the mask
On your own
Before it's too late
Call upon his name
Call upon his name



Credits
Writer(s): Kara Steindel
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