The Eccedentesiast

Wait
I think they're looking
Make sure that light is shinning
I have a smile to ease the soul
Warm any cold
You say it's genuine.
But I know it's fading
I can only hold it there for so long
Before the light is finally gone

I know just where to hide
To keep my secrets alive
You'll never see that happiness die
For in the shadows, my loneliness hides
Sometimes I forget
And let a little heartache slip
But I'll save it quick
With explanation "I'm just feeling sick"
You'll believe
They always do
And when I walk away
You won't think twice

In the night, it's all too real
No more painted masks
No more calculated laughs
Just the moon and all it's broken pieces
At last
I'm just The Eccedentesiast