The saddest part...

Behind the smile n the stare there's a loner white afraid. And to create laughter in an instant but yet sinks deep into chains. Bound to a safe place no one knows the fear of being touched. As being felt is a little too close to luv. A madness of spontaneous bits of who resides within can be seen. Although remove the mask n fragments become too much to breathe. The clown hides truths tuck away tight. Away from the beginnings of ends that lose the fight. As even friends are at a distance to calm a nerve. The solo act isn't all but a show as eyes lurk. One finger applied to the skin scares self back into its hole. Looking n craving yet, another joke. A better sense of a thrill that's willing to play. Diverting attention away from emotion to dilute the expression upon the face. Just to remain alone so the inner makings don't move. Sidestepping interests the chuckles live loose. Always ready for the next quick wtf. As chuckles get with the giggles to avoid anyone seeing the lack of trust. It's an art on display that speaks of the twisted contents that submitted to the silence. Admitting that depths are far too deep for relations inevitably turning verbally violent. For the never again was meant as a promise to self. As the entertainer was enhanced so others could grin from a little help. Beneath the surface there's someone that wants more but cannot escape. Due to the belief of use played the fool n lost at the unwanted games. The drifter of sorts that just wants to go home. Not knowing in which way to go. So, the shit show is what everyone gets. To protect self so no one hears the truth whispered from the lips...