Clowned About with You.

so you say it with all the perfect mastery of words
that you so called may have learned with some magic wizardry
the lower class in the upper school you thought you knew it all
standing up beside importance to make you look like something else
passed your degree in science but your philosophy failed in life
with what you think you know and what you think you are really shows
and the armor that you protect but with no reason to have a fight
winning ever time you never lose a word but still lost your might
shining in your suit with crocodiles biting at you shoes
you deserve to raise your glass to your weary life of hope
invading all the privacy of someone's gains and their sacred tunnel of light
that you so easily destroy with what is wrong and what is exactly right
with thoughtless and unknown territories facing you alone and scared
but still alive aren't you in thinking that you have to have a go
so here's my view on you and what I want to say but its true
that I understand myself more than what you think you do
hearing through those years and living with adversity and glue
every single word I heard you say I immediately knew it wasn't true
because not only did I see through all this knowledge of yours
personality was a character that clowned about with you
made you look a fool even though you never understood
it didn't matter anyway love was lost I knew it never would
you showed yourself off to be the best of all but fell over every day
so I win the battle that you somehow seem to have blown away