I am a clown
But
I where a frown
They laugh at my hurt
They laugh at my pain
Mean while
I slowly go insane
Can they not see the tears
Flowing like a mighty river
From my eyes
Yet
They laugh
Can they not see
That something is wrong with me
I need help
Not laughs
I need a friend
Not laughs
I am a clown
But
I where a frown
They laugh at my hurt
They laugh at my pain
Mean while
I slowly go insane
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Comments7
Oh, very sad Tony. Well done, though.
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Thanks TONY ~ Very true for Professional Clowns ~ but also a an experience in the lives of all MEN. Ladies are XX Men are XY so w are missing something and that makes us CLOWNS ! We refuse to be UNHAPPY & CRY ~ so we joke and "Play The Clown" ~ When deep inside we are crying ! BRIAN
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Sad but well written Tony - I always feel for what is behind the grin of a clown.
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Very well written Tony. Far too many people feel exactly like this everyday of their lives. Thanks for sharing.
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From one jester to another. Nice one. Well written
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Those who laughed did not know they are the real clown in life.
A sad clown with true heart. Well done.
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Very good emotive write, the tears are not always seen by others.
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