Crowned Clown

Here i find myself
One of a kind
Upon this shelf
A new found worth has overcome
The clown i played for far too long.
Dusty, rusty, full of holes
Battered, broken, withered, old.
Only played with when u need
to toy with your own selfish greed.
If you succeed then leave me be.
So i can make myself happy.
You never really knew
What u had, but now you do.
That place ive always known
On your own and all alone.
I tried to be your toy
For the man who still remains a boy.
Upon this shelf there is a space
As i can never be replaced.
A place awaits for vacant frowns
So take my place as i get down
And hand to you the crown for clowns.

Carey Milton.