Masquerade 4-8-08 and 4-9-08

Masquerade 4-8-08 and 4-9-08

Everyday I'm in a masquerade.
Pretending to be who i'm really not.
Marching in the same parade.
Someones help is what i sought.

I try and be strong. I hold my head high.
But on the inside i just want to die.
Someone save me or here I'll lie.
All i have to ask is why.

Why me? Why us?
All I want to do is raise a fuss,
And to cry all night.
All i want is everything to be alright.

But everyday I'm in a masquerade.
Pretending and pretending that i'm ok.
Acting like everyone else's maid.
Always coming to their aid.

How was I picked to live in this hell?
I wear a mask, but things are never well.
I call out for help but no one hears.
Almost as if they have no ears.

They don't understand what i'm going through
They don't understand the things that I do.
They don't get how these things effect me.
and when I cry they don't see.

No one ever comes to my aid.
'Cause everyday i'm in a masquerade.
As I march in the same damn parade.