Me is..?

I'm tired of wearing this mask..

But at the same time I don't know what I'm hiding..

Nor do I know what I'm hiding it with..

What's the part of me that I'm hiding?
And which part of me is what I'm hiding it with..

What is me?
Who am I..?
Where am I..?
Am I still there?

Why do my smiles an laughes feel so fake..?

Why do I feel so damn guilty when I have fun..?

Why won't the tears just roll down my cheek..
I know they're in my eyes..