Masquarde

She hides her face in a masqurade, pick a face and join the game, she spends hours at this game of pretend,she likes it so much
she forgets
how it ends, little girl in your mask, may i ask? who are you,she stops a
while but does not
answer, quickly she starts the steps agin, the music gets faster and the lies are like the colors, flowing around covered in lace
and silk,who is who,she lost herself in this masquerade the life she knew, begins to fade, pick a face and lets dance, forget ourself and our past, welcome to the masqurade.

-Vera