The Mask

So fed up of hiding behind a mask,
Fed up of hiding who I really am.
I wish people would just understand,
That who I pretend to be
Is not actually the real me.

If you knew what really went on behind closed doors,
Would you still want to know?
Or would you just brand me
As some 'pathetic little emo'?

We all have issues, some bigger than others,
Why can't you understand that I'm still me,
I haven't changed at all,
I just took off my mask.

Will you forgive me?
Will you still love me?
Will you still want me?
Will you understand
When I take off the mask?