Today my parents drop me off
But I seriously have had enough.
I’m tired of walking in this place
Where clowns laugh in my face.
People seem to enjoy the show
What about me? Well, no

I can stand here all day,
But it won't stop the tears from coming out to play.
Kid keep turning to see
What is going on with me.
I hate all of their eyes,
“Shes scared of clowns” That's a lie!

One walks up to me with her fake smile,
She acted a little nice for a while.
Until she sprayed the f***ing water thing
And the other clown started laughing.
Why don't I get the joke,
All of my clothes are very soaked.

I don't let words come out my mouth
I just slowly walk back in my house.
I know my parents won't be home
But that doesn't mean I still can't go.
I can see them from the window in my room,
I wonder if they can see me too.

I open it slightly so I can hear
But it makes me want to cover my ears
They all make comments about me
This hurts, why are they so mean?
This party was made just for me
Those bastards can all just leave.

I don't say a thing to any of them
Maybe if I don't, it will all end.
They mumble more and won't shut up.
I guess growing up, you have to deal with this stuff.