Confessions Of A Born Entertainer

I hear the claps,as the light falls on me
there I see the people who are laughing at me
My job is to entertain them
even,if that means inflicting pain upon myself.

They have been pulled
they have been cursed upon
their lives have been ruined
their money has been lost.
They come to see me
as i am a source of solace.
The journey they have been through
the wounds that haven't healed
I am the touch that they need.
The eyes that look upon me
asthough,pleading to make them a little lighter.

I will hit myself with a bat
I will kick the dwarf in his back
I will laugh upon myself
anything that will make you feel a little better.

Jokes that no one would crack upon themselves
Broken bones,which I earned by falling
from heights without safety nets.
All that I have failed to do
All that I will gain from what I do
Its a wish that I will be remembered.

The times that I laughed with makeup
forcing me to extend my lips up
alert;so that it does not shakeup.
As there is pain underneath my overwhelmed face
As I have lossed track with my life's pace
Its mine;but,I have never lived it
Playing roles everywhere
The face I see in the mirror
Unknown;as it comes nearer.
Giving time to myself
It never crossed my mind.

The crowd loves my style
arrogance has made me a vitrified tile
shining from all angles
but what they don't see is
that,which secretly dangles.
The heart which has been always used for target practice
the mind which lost count of the injustice it had suffered
the mask that i wear each day
the stains I wash away from my dress
So easily removed
I wish it could be done to my emotions
that has been suppressed.

I have nothing against anyone
Only a place in their hearts
that has to be won...