Tears of a Clown
Sitting on the stairs,
was a man with a painted smile,
Everybody laughed at him.
He had tears in his eyes.
If you could see in his eyes,
you could see the pain inside,
Underneath that painted smile,
There was a man living an empty life.
People laughed at his pain
and when he was ashamed,
At his last fall,
There was no one he could call.
He danced and jumped
to entertain the whole town,
But no one cared about
The tears of the clown
Sitting on the stairs,
was a man with a painted smile,
Everybody laughed at him.
He had tears in his eyes.
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