If I show my true color,
if I stop pretending,
will the world turn it's back on me?

When I stop being fascinating,
when I tell you beauty is only a showcase,
will you turn your face a way?

I keep faking till I'm lost
I'm confused for smiling when I'm broken
with every pieces of me I cry for help

Can I be love for who I am?
Can I rest and just be me?

If in the end I choose to show you the truth,
will people run away from me?
© Peng