This laughter is plastic, just a mask to hide me, I cover my face with jokes that refine me, my soul longs for love, my mind races in place, my heart beats for belonging but this worlds a lonely place, people don't know me really, just know the mask I wear, I fear the day I lose this mask, they'd all just stop and stare, the pain would be visible, like my skin was ripped from my bones, I'd be completely vulnerable, whimpering with softened moans... But I fear that no one sees me as I keep up with this tactic, I fear that no one loves me, they only love my plastic....
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