There's something good in every person who seems bad There's something bad in every person who seems good There's so much more in a person that we cannot see There's something special underneath the mask we all put We feel pity for ourselves because we see us without any mask Yet, we fail to lift up someone else's mask We bleed others by the words like knife And judge them all like we've lived their life We all have miles and miles of layers So we should see underneath the underneath to see someone's true colours