I wander the world with the mask of a clown, Determined to never reveal that I’m down, The life of the party or so it would seem, Disguising my sorrow as living the dream.
I walk in the shadows beneath this black cloud, Lost in these dark thoughts I can’t speak out loud, Adrift in a cold sea of doubt and despair, I smile through the pain and pretend I don’t care.
I’ve known love and laughter and shared in their light, United the world in my comedic might, Yet surrounded by people I still stand alone, A stranger amongst all the friends that I’ve known.
I’ve encountered more demons than angels by far, And battled them both with many a scar, But looking back now on a life spent at war, I need to find peace and not fight any more.