Hiding through the shadows of my fear

Is it my death I feel near?

I can never see through the light

For what might be right

It seems every time I am your 2nd choice

But when will you finally notice my voice?

Nothing ever favors me

I guess this is what it’s meant to be

Just tiny piece of brass

Hidden in the mass

Alone with no one around

No one will ever hear a sound

As I put of a fake mask

Do you really have to ask

The reasons are not displaced

But I show no feeling of haste

As everything ends up as it should

But nothing for me is as if it could