this dangling trapeze dance that you call your life
a big top charade made of secrets you hide
with clown paint and feathers and covered up tears
you masquerade you're too strong for sincere

behind the glitter and synthetic smiles your heart beats
if you stop to listen just for awhile, you might hear it speak

a new day begins, put your costume on
the audience waiting to see if you fall
and you're balancing, dancing, smiling for the crowd
you can keep up the act if you don't look down

if this circus ended, if these curtains closed
and you stopped pretending, you finally let go
what if abracadabra it all disappeared
would you know yourself after all these years?

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