We are all artists, we know how to paint our smile
Hide our scars and frown behind.
As that’s what we’ve been doing all the while.
We’re proud of our skills.
We can make people fall for our tricks,
But still, we fail to recognize who’s smile is
real and who’s faking his.
We put a mask over our feelings.
So, our true feelings are never shown
We expect the world to know us.
When we fail to know our own.
If you think you know a person well you
Only know their qualities few
As you can fall into the trap
If they are artists too.
