Living in a cruel world
That eats confidence for breakfast
And snacks on self esteem
Builds up people like them
To break down people like her
Of course shes going to question herself
If you looked like her
She laughs off remarks
About her own insecurities
Because therapists don't cry
And neither do clowns
Only if they hurt themself–
To get a laugh from the crowd
Laugh at her clumsiness
Yet they never know
Its a sign of her lack of care
For the life she's forced to live,
And the wish she's never promised