The ones you think are the happiest
are those who have long stayed away from happiness.
Those who cheer you up in hopeless situations
are those who have already failed themselves.
We are the mask players
we hide our feelings deep inside.
Those who laugh the loudest at others,
are the ones who always cry alone.
The ones you call cold because they don't show everything openly
are the ones to whom everything is closest.
We are the mask players
our lips like lies, but our meadows speak true.
Those who help others the most
are the ones who need help most.
The ones who make your feelings break out
are the ones who hide theirs from fear.
We are mask players
ignore our words, recognize our actions.
Those who keep you from accepting help
are those who cannot ask for salvation.
The one that nothing seems to surprise
are the ones who have already seen too much.
We are mask players
you only know us when you are one of us.