In shadows cast by evening’s glow,
We wear our masks, both high and low.
A shield to hide the truths untold,
In whispered secrets, stories unfold.
Behind the veil of painted smiles,
Lies a world of dreams and trials.
We dance in masquerades of night,
Seeking solace in borrowed light.
The masks we wear, they sometimes slip,
Revealing eyes with tears that drip.
In moments fleeting, truth breaks free,
A glimpse of who we long to be.
Yet as the dawn begins to rise,
We shed the masks, embrace the skies.
For in the light of morning’s grace,
We find the courage to show our face.