A mask
The real me
Has lost in quality
So I thought I improve the quantity
And so I lost the real me
And now I disappeared in vain
Sometimes I appear in the rain
Sometimes I find my way back
But it's the power that I lack
I am trapped in a mask
I can't fulfill my task
I can't escape from this fate
It's already to late
The real me can't be shown
That's why he always feels alone
There's nothing that can be changed
Nothing that can be arranged
I need power
I need to grow strong like a flower
But I need water and light from the sun
But mostly I am on the run
Oh person who provides the sun
You should go on the run
And go straight for me
To set me free
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