Heart of isolation
Sheltered with a glass lock
Tainted soul of ignorance
Formed from corruption

Eyes of paranoia
Filtered with "the hatred of the world"
Seeks out the lies
The spite
The tears

The slave of the circus
Tied with broken strings
Unable to escape
"May this mask cover my sins"

Unable to put the last piece in the puzzle
Unable to sing that song of love
Unable to write that poem of kindness
Unable to do the work of everything
Unable to...
Unable to...
Constrictions restrict the mind
"It's not good enough
I'm never good enough"

The slave of the circus
The actor for the "monsters"
Performs the act of deception
Ignoring the scars in it's heart
Eyes seek the brush for it's masterpiece

The mistake
The demon
The monster of the show

Actions formed only for purpose
As feelings are never felt
For they only are murdered

The actor begins to sign the song of "lies"
Unable seek out ignorance
The mask begins to tighten

Coiling the apple
The snake begins to tell it to die

It smiles
For the actor in the circus
Is a coward

Sleeping awake
It dreams of dreams broken
And murdered
"If only I was different"

It excuses the fact
That it's eyes see the corruption
That it's ears hear the crying

"I wish... Never will come true huh?
Why should I risk dreaming,
If I'm already dead inside?"

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