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most people have the joy of a raindrop
during a 10 year drought
or
the first ray of sun during a flood from rainstorms
but
my drought is still dry
and
my flood just keeps moving on.
i am
the dead mans prayer
and
the tan from an indoor pool...
NOTHING.
just a clown.
just a clown used for
entertainment.
that most are afraid, like me.
cant contain looking at a mask, dressed up in someone elses clothes,
or
the fake smile painted on my
face.
the big shoes awaiting to be filled with the right
feet.
it cant be me.
pretending.
pretending to be someone I am
not.
because who I am
is dead.
NOTHING
sure... I love my life.
but,
who else does??
NO ONE,
NOTHING
a clown is me.
who is me?
a clown
NOTHING.
- by michael_jackson_fan123 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/26/2010 |
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- Title: NOTHING.
- Artist: michael_jackson_fan123
- Description: i wrote this when i was very young, my mother looked at me and told me i looked like a clown. she knows my biggest fear is a clown, and i think theyre scary looking. but she didnt care so i got angry so i went in my garage (my bedroom) and wrote. sorry it sucks i was 12
- Date: 10/26/2010
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