Circus of My Mind

I'm tired of hiding my cards up my sleeve,

I no longer want to play the joker,

But I'm afraid if I show you my heart then you'll leave,

And you know I'm fragile,

You know I'm insecure,

So I wear this clown mask to hide my face,

Because for now yes, but you can never be sure,

And for now you stay but if I show you me,

How do i know you wont run away,

So the only card I let you see is my ace,

And I constantly play my poker face,

And it's all a trick, yes it's all an illusion,

Till I find the delusion cure,

And I know each trick like I know my own name,

And for once I'm not seeking attention or fame,

But if I let you see inside the house of horror,

Or if I give you a tour of the freak show of my mind,

How do I know you won't run from what you find,

And how can I blame you when the man I see in the mirror isn't me,

And I know inside this mental mirror maze of mine,

The faces I see change with glee,

And I know on the outside I seem fine,

But these bright lights and circus music hide a mans desperate plea,

Trapped in a crystal ball within a future that isn't mine,

Crying out won't someone rescue me,

Set me free so I can be me,

No longer a tightrope Walker treading the line,

Or the cartoon portrayal that you see,

But the real me.

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