So today, what should I be?
A rhetorical being ?
Or a pretentious hard worker ?
Why not a clown?
No, let's just play safe
And be no one.

Here I go, keeping gentle strides
Erasing my steps taken,
Oh there! I missed a spot!
Let's not leave a trace.
Look down, focus on my foot.
Focus!!
Ah!! My feet looks extremely yellow  today!
Or is it blue?
Will never know.

Hey look!! There's that kid from across the street
Look down!! How easily I forget!!
I should be insignificant today,
I should be no one.

Planning my moves ahead
I slowly get a hang of it
Invisible ! Yes that's it!
No word spoken, no word said.
Transparent!
No hair moved, no glimpses taken.
I should be still and small
Yet I shouldn't lose grip.

Doesn't look so hard, at least for the time being ,
Let me feel myself for now
Float in my own shadows
Crippled in my own skin.

Is there someone knocking?
Sorry, I'm no one today!
Please come back when I'm someone!
I hope they heard,
Well doesn't matter , does it?
I'm invisible , transparent and insignificant.

Let me forget, let it all burn down
Ashes, zero.

If you call me, I won't wake up now.
It has to be tomorrow
It has to be a new realm.

For I have dissolved into the sands
For I have become as sublime as air
As pure as distilled silence.

In the wake of a thousand rays
I do not show up in your eyes
For I am gone, for I am throbbing
A ghost of your mind.

I craved the sunlight on my skin
But the day had come to
An unsavory end
The night didn’t need
An introduction
I was all too familiar
With the loneliness
Disguised in darkness
I need light in my life
To survive

I saw people with empty eyes,
They saw stars in tv, but not in the sky.
I saw monsters inside
The figures in angels disguise.
Absence of time
Each moment is a new place.
Many will live their lives,
Without knowing themselves.

Love not those
with shifty eyes
nor those
who utter lies.

Love not those
in disguise
nor those
who chastise.

Never love those
with a crooked smile
nor those whose heart
is a barren isle.

Never love those
who overlook your cries
nor those
who pretend they're wise.

Instead, love those
who put you first
and those who quench
your undying thirst.

Love those who
correct your mistakes
and those who mend
the words they break.

Always love those
who see the real you,
who not only hear
but listen too.

Always love those
who love you right
for they are the ones
who are worth a fight.

I am a prisoner of the mind
Look deep in my eyes
I wear a smile
As my only disguise
Racing thoughts
Of the truth, and the lies
Trying to keep them together
Before they become my demise
Only time my mind rests
Lose my thoughts in music, my art
Depression: till death do us part

I am The Funny Man

I'm here to make you laugh

I'm the clown behind the sentence

It's the one disguise I have


I am The Funny Man

I'm on at your request

The keyboard spreads my message

I'll try to do my best


I don't know who I am though

Am I funny or sedate

By the time I find the answer

It may just be too late


I am The Funny Man

On strings that you control

I am your funny puppet

Being funny makes me whole


I am The Funny Man

Dancing at top speed

I live to hear the laughter

It"s the laughter that i need


I don't know who I am though

Am I funny or sedate

By the time I find the answer

It may just be too late


I am The Funny Man

I crave to be on top

I don't know how exactly

To make the funny stop


I am The Funny Man

Yes, that's just who I am

Half clown and half man

And you don't give a ****..


I don't know who I am though

Am I funny or sedate

By the time I find the answer

It may just be too late

There is a certain comfort in anonymity,
The ability to disguise ourselves as no-one.
But this disguise becomes too real,
Reality and fantasy reverse:
We are no-one,
Our disguise is now the person
We once were.
There is no desperation in regaining our
Identity.
Are we too scared to be someone? To have meaning?
Willingly we discard our existence and
Replace it with nothing.
We are nothing.
Nothing.

She was a master of disguse,

She always kept a smile on her face, no matter what happened,

She always laughed when someone made a joke,

All of this during the day, people so blind,

Not knowing what she does at night,

Cries herself to sleep, wears sweaters everyday to hide her ugly marks,

Looks in the mirror and the demons inside her head chant, "fat, ugly, useless, stupid, die" over and over again,

She falls asleep to be in nightmares throughout the night,

Still she wakes up puts on her mask and goes to school and pretends her life is wonderful

When I see you
          I still get butterflies
          And not in a good sense
            Not like the beginning
          Now they're rotting
      Festering deep within
  Desperate to escape
Like mental patients
From the asylum
   Consigned under false pretence
           Cause there's no love here
                          
                           **Just fear