This is Titled Clowns, written in my Creative Writing class... And please give feed back, I love feedback no matter if its good or bad.
Titled: Clowns
They look at your smile
But not your eyes
You say, "I'm fine,"
And they believe the lies
they don't see the pain.
They only see your
mask, a painted on smile.
You walk on the walls
Really tall
Wondering
when it will fall,
Hoping it never will.
Your nose shines bright
Red, like Rudolph the red nosed reindeer.
They cheer and clap,
As you balance on a tight rope.
Some hope you will fall,
Others just enjoying you try to balance.
Some run in fear others with laughters and cheers,
When you walk on by
Face white,
Eyes red,
And wrists covered.
Some make fun,
Others run.
A clown,
Is a person,
But what's the difference to the crowd?
Your crowd swarms with talks
Like a zoo swarmed with animals, never a moment of quiet.
Never leaving you be.
Until you give up,
Giving the crowd what they asked for,
You fall.
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