Times though tough,

Heart though rough,

But we wear a mask

Of happiness over grief!

 From dawn to dusk,

 Thousand masks, we adorn,

Masks we fear to abscond,

But none are me!

Its a mirage, don't be fooled.

For it appears smooth and polished.

Beneath are dents of fear and smugness.

The real me!

We conceal our fears,

hide our tears.

Move with confidence of name,

Its just a game,

With masks we wear!

We dislike this game,

But honestly, to survive, 

We need the fame.

So, we all have learnt to adorn masks,

To accomplish every task!