Underneath that mask,
Who are you?
Are you those songs, my lips have sung before
in my dark days?
Are you those hands, places my soul has touched before
Craving for the same?
Are you those faint whispers
Unclear, uncertain but full of hope, your calm
stare, is that the same den
I went to hide into as a child
Is that the same embrace the soft bed that
I buried my head into and cried
Is that voice you?
Or is it me?
Because I remember, once I did mistake it for me
So, can you tell me?
What are you underneath this mask?
Are you the old songs that I'm no longer in touch with
Are you the stale verses that no longer beat my heart
Are you a pause
Are you reminder of death
Are you different now
Or are you still the same?
Are you here for that old me stuck in
I'm looking for her too
And if you find her first
Can you tell her my name?