you’re angry, but you can wear a smiling mask   and hide yourself until its past and it’ll fade away   you’re crying, but you can hide your honest eyes   at least until the tears are dry and it’ll fade away      you’ve been waiting so long for the sun to   set in the sky and be out of your eyes   you’ve been hiding behind your facade   and something’s gone wrong beneath your disguise      you’re lonely, but you can fill your emptiness   with the faces of your shallow friends and hope it fades away   you’re wounded, but patch yourself with things to do -   a band-aid for a bullet wound - and hope it fades away