Masquerade

The uncertainty of a masquerade
Strangers' smiles
Never seem to fade

Flowing dresses and sequin masks
They wonder who you are
But no one dares to ask

Be someone new
If just for one night
After all, its not even you

Someone with porcelain skin
Red lips, gossamer dress
What a warped world I'm in

Suddenly disguised, people take interest
When I am unknown,
I'm at my best

The hours race by
People come and go
Now, I dont have to try

Everything good must come to an end
Even though being someone else
Was becoming quite a trend