The Clown

I am the clown
I am always funny, charming and warm,
I feel empty, sad and lonly sometimes
But i was given life and breath to perform.

The stage is the solid ground i stand on,
To the circus i was born
I can pretend to be happy,
Even though im far from it
PROTECTED by the power i have to transform

Nobody knows the mask I wear
Nobody knows the burdens I bare
Nobody knows that my potential to care
Is in my ability to hide my tears

I can sing any melody, 
I can carry a bird-like tune
I can build up a rhythm gradually
Dance through life like im immune
But if you opened up my chest
You'll see I'm wounded just like you

So while your laughing at my jokes
Just know you are fortunate I spoke
Loud enough to lighten your mood
And give you less reason to feel broke

It makes me happy to make you laugh
It helps me lots to see you smile
But please remember when things are quiet
Its just me taking a break for awhile

No one can tell that i have troubles
Nobody knows that i get low
But everybody knows that today if im A.W.O.L
Tomorrow I'll be back to run the show

So i put on my make-up to cover my frown
Pick my bag of tricks up off the ground
Give an outstanding performance to all around
Just so i can watch how much everybody loves the clown.