My face was disfigured when i joined the circus,
A purposeful disguise,
To cover the sadness in my eyes,
The hurt in my voice is silenced behind a mime of joy,
Freaks of the circus never matter,
Hidden beneath grotesque chatter,
I cry inside when i hear their jeers,
The joke of all my peers,
The skill of failing when flying high,
Is the skill of dying when the chances pass you by,
Driven into a shell that from the ocean sprang,
This circus freak will dwell,
Oh the tales i could tell,
If i hadn't given in,
If only i never fell.