The Clown

There won't be any tear on my face rolling down As im 'The Famed ' And ever gleeful clown..... My laughter is discern But animated are those Never true ,ever false About what my heart compose.... Makeup alter emotions Only seen are the blithe I can be crestfallen And i can't is just a myth ..... I giggle, chuckle and imitate Making my own gag Though im tired and exhausted But have to feebly drag..... I feel like to bawl Standing amidst the crowd But stamping on my covet I have to laugh out loud...... Returning then to my world Now tears i can roll down This is my life ohh dear!!! And that of every clown........