Sometimes I feel so alone. Like a kid without a name. Despite all the scars that I let show. No one really knows my face. Because happiness is the mask. I choose to wear this time. To hide the hurt below. Cause there's a fire. That burns so deep inside. And the flames that rage. Are fueled by my pride. Yes I need to let go. Of this consuming lie. But the bottle in my hand. Will get me through the night. In my life. I've walked down that road. Now I've go nowhere to go. I've going to be someone someday. But I might just have to wait. Because happiness is the mask. I choose to wear this time. To hide the hurt below. Cause there's a fire. That burns so deep inside. And the flames that rage. Are fueled by my pride. Yes I need to let go. Of this consuming lie. But the bottle in my hand. Will get me through the night. It's drowning in me