masks

8 o'clock
On the clock
The alarm rings
You wake up
You rub your eyes
Thinking of the day
About all the dangers at bay
You get up
You walk through the room
You stop
You look at the clock
You look out the window
You look at the gray sky
You look at the mirror
Seeing an unknown face
You see somebody who's mind has been ripped apart
You walk to the closet
You dress in your best clothes
You walk to the drawer
You put your happy mask on
You go out
To the town
You go to work
You sit a desk
Asking if somebody will pay by check
Your colleagues are making fun of you
Your only thought is: 'that's not true'
You get scolded by your boss
'You're not doing it right!'
You can't even put up a fight
You go outside
Into the bar
Drinking and hearing somebody brag about his car
And after that you roam around
You walk through the streets
You look up
Rain starts to fall
Thunder starts to call
The wind starts blowing
You walk home
To that dark place
You sit at the table
You think about what you did do wrong
You sit alone not speaking
You hear the pipes leaking
You stand up and walk through the room
You put off your mask
You look in the mirror
At that unknown face
It's not happy like the mask you wear
It's not perfect
It's nothing
It's human
You search your drawer
You find an old gun
You walk through the room
Gun clenged in your hand
You look out the window
Through the rain you can see the other houses
Light flowing out off their windows onto the streets
Light filled with happiness
They don't need to wear masks
You put the gun to your head as you say:
'Nobody will know, since nobody cares'
'Nobody will remember, because nobody cares...'
You pull the trigger...