I am the performer
A clown within a mask
The humour I portrary
Is a smoke screen I dispatch
I hide in plan sight
Behind a painted veil
For reasons that unknown
A concealed life is reviled
My pseudo personality
Reveals a trait to life
When facing an adversity
I grit my teeth and fight
In times that need compassion
My shoulders branch out broad
The tear drops of a clown bringing humour all applaud
Though the pain i hide is real
A burden I regret
I wish that to unsheathe myself
A mirror I reflect
I carry my composure exhume within balloons
Gifting my emotion to lighten up the mood
I yearn for you to figure out why I wear this frown
For then you shall bear witness when the tears befall this clown.
