A fake face for all to see, covering my true soul br Hiding my true emotions from the world br Allowing me to remain unknown and silent br Hidden from help, never thinking I need it br Scared of telling, scared of what people say br A tortured soul inside that encasement br A prison it cannot it escape br My soul, a safe locked by its own fear br My fear a fake face for all to see, hidden from the world br Ever wanting to be released br But when given chances remains silent and hiddenbr br Michael James Kennedy Findlaybr br