I have a face I put in place; It's what I wear when folks are there. For those only who want to see the way they think I ought to be. I live in times that have no light, just cloudy darkness, endless night. I no longer see the sun, I laugh but never feel the fun. When I arise to start a day, I stumble as I make my way. I don't know who's really me, I'm not the one I used to be. The future is so bleak to me, I choose to not let others see. So when people stop to ask, I hide behind my smiling mask.