If you go through pain, why should it be any different for me?
A facade is just the face I pretend to be.
We all can keep it together when we don’t want others to see.
Who can play it off the best, is what seems to be the key.
As it eats away at your insides, your face just grins and bears.
And from the grim look traded by you and me…
it’s something we both share.