In the dance of shadows, we wear our masks,
Hiding truths in layers, a delicate task.
Eyes speak silently, emotions they bask,
Behind the masks, lies concealed faces.

Whispers of secrets, in the night they blend,
Stories untold, around corners they bend.
Silent confessions, on masks we depend,
Behind the masks, lies concealed faces.

Fragile as porcelain, yet strong as steel,
Masks of protection, our hearts they conceal.
The world sees the surface, never the real,
Behind the masks, lies concealed faces.

When the masks fall, and facades disappear,
True selves emerge, without shadow or fear.
In the light of truth, we finally peer,
Behind the masks, lies revealed faces.