Smile now, Cry later.

Who's there to wipe the tears from the clown as the pain streams down the face with a fake smile. Making people laugh while all the while he's dying inside. Who's there to help the leader that will bury himself to see others rise while he himself with each day dies. And though each day he betters other peoples lives he's unfortunately unable to change his own. What do you do when you're battling your mind and every sign points to another day of sorrow. Where you only wish to borrow the joy of one happy person in hopes to reignite the passion that once lived inside. Who can love the unlovable, the man who loves what he cannot have and in so doing kills any plans of a happy future. He's been hiding his pain behind this smile for so many years that his eyes refuse to shed the tears from all the pain he hides inside. Unable to to be free from the burdens of life and the battle waging war inside his mind. Who wipes the tears from the clown as they fall from knowing eyes. -Lucas Marsh