Behind a Mask
His face is hidden behind a mask
But why no one dares to ask
Loved by no one, hated by all
Its no wonder why he chose to himself withdraw
His deformity ruined his life
And it seems as if its been nothing but strife
Of music his knowledge is quite vast
Perhaps because it consumed his past
She who he adored didn't feel the same
And now he can't even bear to speak her name
Present and future to him around her revolve
But could her love for another change his resolve?
He was convinced they were meant to be
And hoped one day she would see
Even after she married another man
He waited and kept himself close at hand
He would love her until his last breath
But is it true love, even in death?