I hide my face behind the makeup of a clown.
Not because I'm sad.
But because I like seeing people smile.
I work my magic constantly.
For even a hurt person needs a relief.
The world is made up of so much sadness.
When there's no need to be.
Reach out and help another.
And you'll find them assisting back.
I hid my face behind the makeup of a clown.
While knowing in the next town.
I'm still required to make a person smile.
To some.
I'm a welcoming of joy.
Turning a fright frown around.
Who wants to see a sad clown around?
Happy Gabby.
Or Sad Lappy.
Which one would you select?
Least when you are depressed.
Smile and watch people ask why?
Frown and watch people appears blue.
All because of your bad mood.
A clown gets laughter more.
When they try to make you smile for joy.
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 1:08 AM UTC
I hide my face behind the makeup of a clown.
Not because I'm sad.
But because I like seeing people smile.
I work my magic constantly.
For even a hurt person needs a relief.
The world is made up of so much sadness.
When there's no need to be.
Reach out and help another.
And you'll find them assisting back.
I hid my face behind the makeup of a clown.
While knowing in the next town.
I'm still required to make a person smile.
To some.
I'm a welcoming of joy.
Turning a fright frown around.
Who wants to see a sad clown around?
Happy Gabby.
Or Sad Lappy.
Which one would you select?
Least when you are depressed.
Smile and watch people ask why?
Frown and watch people appears blue.
All because of your bad mood.
A clown gets laughter more.
When they try to make you smile for joy.
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