Masks
Hiding the thoughts
From prying eyes
Trying to live
Yet trying to die
The hope for others
Still hopeless himself
He cannot win
With the cards he's dealt
But change is his ally
Companion and friend
Hopes to be cleansed of
The "unforgivable" sin
Being the hero
And keeping the peace
Is all he can do, for
Time does not cease
Alone he grows up
Friendless, in pain
Bearing their burdens
Their guilt and their shame
He grows far beyond
The limits they've set
He works so hard
He's not there yet
He is their savior
The hero of all
But they do not see
So a monster he's called.
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