I try so hard to be strong.

 

Nothing I do can be wrong.

 

Yet it is always wrong.

 

Can you see this mask?

 

The one I use to pretend.

 

It’s near the end,

 

I can’t pretend anymore.

 

I want to be me,

 

But how can I be me?

 

No one knows,

 

No one sees,

 

I am a mere ghost.

 

The end is near.

 

 Bring on the rain that hides the tears.

 

Let it rain til the end as the end is near.

 

I run from the pain.

 

I run to escape.

 

There is no Escape.

 

No matter how hard I try.

 

No one can escape the truth that lies within.

 

In the end we will know, just what we are.

 

I still run to escape,

 

To hide from the pain

 The pain finds me in the end. 

The end is near.