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Circus


(poems go here) They like to showcase me, like I'm in the circus Exposing me to world, as they open the curtains Is life worth it, if this is going to be my purpose I'm sitting around as the bearded lady crying Because so many of her friends living out their dreams of flying She never wanted this life, but this what happens when you leave..... Your life on auto-pilot Main Event for today's act We got an Elephant doing jumping jacks After the show they feed him scraps Who driven my life here This is looking like a nightmare I wake up everyday I see what I fear Somebody has taken control of my life I never had an say, If I did I would had to think twice Now I know my life is more valuable than a price Lock me in my cage, so I can be alone It's my new place that I can call home They call upon my name, but what will happen when I'm gone.
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