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Its hard capturing my

feelings their blue



they drop silently

beside my rasberry

circled eyes



while standing here in

this mirror near those

who don't understand me



Almost like their to busy

staring at my big floppy

feet



I feel like a clown all

everyone sees is a frozen

statue with a painted smile



across a hidden frown



I wait my turn as a freak in

this circus.



I want to stick my head in

its mouth so, I can vanish

In thin air



like the wind blowing me to

a place where theres no more

pain



I feel as though my soul has

flown away my body stays empty

for people to stare at the tears of a frozen clown