To you I am this clown
I'm nothing more than that.
When I try to use new words
They always come out flat.
The ball of light you see outside
Is merely the shroud I'm trying to hide.
"Just stand back and do as they say"
Is the game, my heart is trying to play.
I guess the lesson I'm trying to teach,
Is don't cross the line, or there will be a breach.
The tragic thing is, that still every day,
I am shushed and told to say.
A never ending cycle of "oh you're just kidding"
It matters to me, but still I do their bidding.
