Once again it's Hallows' eve, when we are dressed up to deceive.
This year I have been invited to party at an estate.
With women dressed in skimpy clothes, another night you'd think them hoes.
We'll dance all night till sun arose, we drink and smoke and celebrate.
I'll wear the mask, not hesitate.
The time to dress up has arrived, I'll put it on, I will survive.
It's just a piece of plastic with a band to hold it straight.
There's nothing there for me to fear, when to my face it will adhere,
No big deal, just once a year, its' just a mask, nothing to hate,
But not just now, I'll think I'll wait.
Mask in hand, I leave my home, in near November's cold I roam.
I'll finalize my costume dress when I reach the entrance gate.
For now I will not wear my mask so in the fresh air my face can bask,
That's the reason, if you ask, for I'm not afraid, do not debate,
I'll put it on at the estate.
I have arrived, I'm at the door, there's a toy crow screaming "nevermore!"
I have no fear and put it on, my face this mask now decorates.
See there, I'm fine, now time to meet my friends in costumes, some just sheets.
One in purple, is he a beet? I see monkey or some primate,
And a wealthy sultan from Kuwait!
I sense a claustrophobic threat which I dismiss, which I forget.
I own this mask, it doesn't own me, rising tension I negate.
Ignore my growing beads of sweat, under the mask my face is wet.
Wait, who is that, that young brunette? Dressed just like a Playboy playmate!
I'll get her number, I'll get a date!
"Why hello, I sure like your style! Come over here and chat a while."
I don't delay when a girl is near, I will not make her wait.
Yet as I'm trying to acquaint, I'm breathing heavy, feeling faint.
The mask becomes a harsh constraint. "Excuse me miss," I placate.
"The bathroom I must now locate."
My heaving breath sounds like a roar inside the mask, I can take no more.
I rush outside, run through the door, with rapid beats my heart palpates.
Under the mask my face burns hot, my head is a boiling teapot.
I'm not sure if I'll live or not, I think that I'll suffocate,
If from this mask I don't escape.
I'm now outside where I am free, having just left my friends' party,
I tear the mask right off of me, no longer am I its inmate.
I destroy the evil disguise so it may not antagonize
Me under such a friendly guise as helping to celebrate
The Devil's day, 'twas my mistake.