Hooked masks

All pretend
We only wanted it to get better
A little lie was all
To make me feel better
To lessen the fall
But as the days went on
I found my lies were breeding
Trying to cover up a lie I had lied about

The masks are getting heavy
No longer what we once were
Once we could take them off
Find glimpses
Of scared little girls underneath
Glimpses of the gristly truth we strive to hide inside
But now we are inevitable
Bound by little white sins
So nonchalantly fabricated
Innocent
So simple, so lethal
The mask has set deep into my skin
My mind
The skin is sore
But I'm too afraid to take it off

Too afraid the person is a stranger underneath