I created a false reality,
I shapen everything through the designs of my lies,
Built a false world of my own,
I thought I was the puppet master—but I was also controlled.
I realized I've built a prison of my own,
I thought I would be safer in my false reality,
But eventually I lose myself in my world.
Now the lie breathes through me, it lives in my skin,
A shadow of who I was caged deep within.
I smile on cue, I laugh with grace,
While demons dance just behind my face.
The mask I wore has become my fate.