Why can't people treat me normally.
Like how they treat their friends?
I don't want to be the main attraction in the circus anymore.
I don't want to play the role as the clown.
The make-up makes me seem happy.
Inside I'm not.
I'm the clown that people laugh at
Even when i'm not trying to be funny.
Me, Being a clown is a full time job.
No- It's my life.
When i take off the make-up
No one pays attention to me.
They don't care about me.
But when it's on
They laugh and find amusement
In me in misery
I don't want to be part of this circus anymore.
So Please.
Treat me right.
Don't abuse me.
I'm fragile
But I have a soul inside.
And a heart.
You may not see it.
But I feel it.
Like how they treat their friends?
I don't want to be the main attraction in the circus anymore.
I don't want to play the role as the clown.
The make-up makes me seem happy.
Inside I'm not.
I'm the clown that people laugh at
Even when i'm not trying to be funny.
Me, Being a clown is a full time job.
No- It's my life.
When i take off the make-up
No one pays attention to me.
They don't care about me.
But when it's on
They laugh and find amusement
In me in misery
I don't want to be part of this circus anymore.
So Please.
Treat me right.
Don't abuse me.
I'm fragile
But I have a soul inside.
And a heart.
You may not see it.
But I feel it.
