Don’t worry little clown with sober world under your eyelash,
Don’t be afraid of your reflection in mirror,
If you can’t take this life without the mask, it’s okay,
Just don’t lose who you are in your mask.
Drown your face in your pure tears,
Paint your sad face in color of happiness,
Cover your body in bandages for open wounds,
And live their life, but not become like them,
And play their game, but not lose like them.
Questioningly he expresses the need he feels to walk by your side
In the crowd that stare at his stupidity
He sees his own reflection
Crying for his rejection
And you laugh.
What a show, a true delight
Cannot be he cries at night!