Every day I put a smile on my face
pretending everything is okay.
better yet I’m the jokester at every party
Making people grin from cheek to cheek,
never realizing I’m crying underneath.
I’m a fun person to be around,
in other people’s happiness,
I’m always the clown,
never serious or have a frown.
It’s the only thing that fuels me to get out of bed,
because mine is already dead.
I fool them with my genuine smile
and charismatic ways,
Never letting them know,
I’m hurting more than they think.
There’s a monster that lives inside of me,
that comes out to haunt me when I’m alone,
the voices get louder and there’s no laughter to drown them away
I watch it taunt me, waiting for me to make my first mistake,
if I blink for one second the monster will win
and no one will see my act again.
I’m good at what I do,
I give people some type of joy
and they give me reasons to live a little bit longer.
I hope you watch my show,
because it’s a first come,
first serve and the monster took the front row.
When the monster comes to stay,
I hope everyone can remember
that my jokes were great.
But don’t let your monster subside,
then you're too late
and the acting job really wasn’t so great.