Faces

Everywhere I look, all I see is faces. At school, at the store, in the mirror. Everybody keeps their problems hidden.Afraid to show the world who they really are.We have our faces on from the time we wake up, till the time we go to sleep.We wouldn't know who we were if we removed our masks.Walking around, it's as if I'm at a masquerade ball.As I'm laying in bed trying to sleep, I prepare myself to wake up to a world of faces.