A Thousand Untold Lies

My mask.
My disguise.
It hides the truth,
To a thousand untold lies.
The assumption.
That's the way it's always been.
So that is the way it must be.
And I don't object.
Because through my mask,
It's hard to see.
I can't tell what's true
And what isn't reality.
So I hide.
Behind my disguise.
It hides the truth,
To a thousand untold lies.
I have the right to remain silent.
There are no lies in the quiet.
And should a word be spoken,
Every truth shall be broken.
You all would see,
Whatever you once believed of me,
Was never as it seemed.
You could call me a liar, sure.
But I said no such thing.
I simply let you believe
Whatever it was you wanted to dream.
And for this reason,
I hide.
Behind my disguise.
It hides the truth,
To a thousand untold lies.