Without a Mask

Verse 1

I learned to plan before I fall,

to think before I feel.

I drew maps of every possible road

so I’d never stand still with nothing real.

I explain every motion inside my head,

call it growth, but it’s camouflage in disguise.

I stay calm, reflective, say “I’m fine” —

while the truth stays buried behind my eyes.

I hold the reins ‘cause control feels safe,

‘cause chaos shows how fragile I am.

I function so well no one can tell

how much it costs just to be who I am.

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Pre-Chorus

I wear my order like armor of steel,

underneath beats a heart scared to scream.

I’m prepared for everything on the outside —

just not to be truly seen.

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Chorus

I live with masks that I built myself,

every one fits perfectly into the frame.

I want to be seen, but not too close,

‘cause closeness exposes the pain.

I scream for meaning, whisper my needs,

afraid you’ll leave if you know my name.

Tell me who I am when nothing works —

when I lose everything that keeps me safe.

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Verse 2

I share my art and call it just thoughts,

so it won’t hurt if nobody feels it.

When applause comes, I play it down,

like it doesn’t reach me, like I don’t need it.

I move through phases, call it freedom,

but maybe it’s fear with a better name.

I search for arrival, keep moving on,

‘cause standing still shows what I can’t escape.

I understand every wound but my own,

I listen, endure, put myself last.

Empathy’s a strength, but also a trap,

‘cause I disappear while wearing that mask.

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Bridge

What’s left of me if I don’t perform?

If I’m not strong, prepared, or smart?

Am I still someone who matters —

or just silence with too much dark?

Maybe growth isn’t a brand-new plan,

but staying when it starts to hurt.

Maybe courage isn’t getting louder —

but telling the truth when it has no worth.

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Final Chorus

I tear the masks off even if it burns,

even if I don’t know who I’ll be.

I stop explaining every part of myself

and start feeling — completely.

If I’m replaceable, tell me now,

but if I stay, not for the show or shine.

I don’t want safety at any cost —

I want to be real.

Or nothing at all.