poem from a friend

Sent to me by a friend

Why is it that people are only beautiful,
While they are hiding behind a mask?
And why is it people want, Only what you lack?
Why do people seek comfort in places so cold?
Lose depression from a deppresant, or so I am told.
Don't they realize they are being fed lies,
And when the morning comes they will have less to survive?
When I look at you, you never look back,
I've come to the conclusion I'm invisible, in fact.
Ihave ripped off my mask, I refuse to fake,
My life and how I feel, at least while I'm awake.
I can't understand why you still caress the shadows,
And hide alone in a dark room without candles.
If I could make just one wish for you,
It would be for yourself to be true.
And while the light flashes red in my face,
Rationality has never been my place.
Rip off your mask and see the light,
Fakeness and torture have never been right.
Stop searching for corners to hide your soul,
And sing a song that only you know.