A grin, a laugh, a joke

A friendly smile or manic grin

This is the mask I wear

Day after day I hide from the world

But no one asks, no one wonders

If what they see is what I am

They do not wonder if my duty hurts me

They do not wonder if Shinigami terrifies me

They call me a baka and dismiss me from thought

They do not realise that I'm just trying to cope

Why don't they see how I run and hide?

Why don't they hear all my terrible lies?

Why don't they see the person behind the mask?

Why don't they see me?