Behind The Paint
The crowd roars loud, the lights all gleam
He plays the fool inside their dream
A painted smile, a flawless part
But no one sees his breaking heart
He makes them laugh, he draws the cheers
But hides a flood of quiet tears
A silent weight no one can guess
Behind the jokes, the loneliness
Each night he wears the same disguise
A thousand laughs, a soul that cries
No spotlight ever finds the pain
It flickers dim, then fades again
And when the stage is bare and cold
He folds the mask, the tale grows old
No encore for a heart undone
Just silence when the show is done
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