Every morning I put that mask on
I put it on before anyone can see me
It is the mask of happiness

Rarely does it fit properly
But no-one knows that
All they see is happiness

Ocassionally it slips slightly
And the real me tries to shine through
But with any luck, it doesn\'t take long to put it right

I tried to put the mask on this morning
But it just wouldn\'t fit
Have I just grown out of it

Have I grown weary of being happiness
Its not that difficult
As long as the face is smiling the body acts out too

But what\'s so strange is that I don\'t care
Sod the world
I\'m through

With the mask gone it\'s just me and everyone else
Face to face, not hiding
But I\'ve given up caring

My life is screwed - I might as well admit it
And now the mask\'s gone it\'s worse
I need the mask of happiness

What will they think
worst of all my friends and family
when they see me without the mask