who's the fool

Standing here
Motions frozen in time,
Feeling helpless
You all stand there,
Laughing and mocking,
You paint my face,
Reds, blues, and whites
Your own personal jester

But I refuse to serve you

Breaking the chains
Sweet freedom
Wiping the paint from my face
True beauty shining through

Now who’s the fool,
Joke’s on you.





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