Beneath this mask - DC Martin

Of all the masks I've worn before, 
The mask of sorrow I've worn much more,

You beg to know of me what's real, 
but what's underneath I dare not reveal,

If not for hiding behind this guise,
I think you might think otherwise,

Without you near me and without you to guide, 
a lost soul behind this mask doth hide.

For each time I have shown my face, the one you see, 
once this mask is raised, 

Lamentations are heard, screamed far and wide, 
so forever beneath this mask I'll hide.