Retarded Disfigured Clown Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes. Lessons learned then gradually surfacing, Letting go, stripping naked to scream. I am not perfect nor do I strive to be, I am alive in this world of face first falls and public breakdowns. Im a retarded, disfigured clown. Dying to be heard through the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall. Im an equal being of no race, or color, a hallucination if you will. Sneaking into the lives of strangers, and letting them fall apart to a new rhythm just to feel better. Independently Happy I feel that its hard enough to say good-bye. I feel theres the water. Should I sink or dive? An empty plate, fill up my sentimental morning star. I steal the art of putting truth in a lie. I still want the girl that really caught my eye. But, she lives in Oklahoma City, far away from me. An empty hope chest. Quit the dope quest, And remain independently happy Im finally happy...happy... independently happy... I deal with the fact that Ive forgotten the worst. I feel that my social behavior may seem somewhat unrehearsed. Another page, A sullen rage, And Ill be back to my normal self. And Im finally happy...happy... independently happy... I drive to the edge of my considerate plain. I apologize to the people I hurt on the way. I wipe the slate clean I kick the daydream, And remain independently happy. Im finally happy...happy... independently happy...
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 04:29:55 +0000