Who is it I should be tonight?
Who is it you wish to see tonight?
Should I be funny? A Scholar? A Liar or Sage?
Let me pull down a mask and I’ll stand on your stage
and show you what I can be
Should I promise tomorrow or only tonight
Perhaps you’ll be gone when I wake to the light
of a new day
to a new play
to someone else pulling my strings
Or making me promise things not mine to give
I’d give you my life should I choose still to live
It moves so much faster than I’m able to pace
One moment of failure, a lifetime of disgrace
Digging still deeper
The darkness now covering
My weakness is growing
What is there of value still worthy of taking?
All I cling to is gone
My heart is still breaking
Grasping at shadows, striking out at the air
My sanity slipping while all unaware
Of what I’m becoming or already become
I’m not sure anymore if all damage is done
How could there possibly be more to endure?
My life’s a disease but I can’t find the cure
But I’ll wake yet tomorrow, if I’m up to the task
I’ll look over my choices and pull down a mask
I’ll bury deep down disappointment and rage
I’ll put on a smile, step onto your stage
The curtain will open, you’ll worry no longer
My performance convinces you
I’m getting stronger