Many years, I am who I say I'm not,
life passes by, myself did forgot.
Living life not as mine but mine;
could you've loved me without a mask,
it may not been as divine?
The truth, myself I hid from you,
you know me not yet I know it's true.
I long for myself to fly and be free
but I stand vivified and afraid,
the truth, haunting very soul of me.
Love me without my mask is all I plead.
Not be the ghost but love I need.
I long for you to know the truth.
You deny my past, my future;
cast aside, you are uncouth.