Time to put on the mask for the play. Time to act like someone I am not. Time to show the world someone that does not exist.
I cry when they tell me to cry. I laugh when they tell me to laugh. I die when they tell me to die.
At the end, when the curtain falls, I shall not be remembered. Nothing more than another face in the background. Nothing more than space being taken up.
Today, I put on my mask. I act like I enjoy being what I am. I show the world a side that does not truly exist. And in the end I will die with no one caring.