My laughs were always short but never were they short lived.
I'm guessing the lord blessed me with comedy to give off an effect that was everlasting.
So that each defect was hidden under masking the madman its sad man cause even now I'm laughing.
But will the weather dawn on me with a future brighter than Sirius?
Is that why my shortcomings and senses became blind and delirious?
In truth every hour is a battle for my sanity.
Every clown chases an act worthy of a Grammy.
But unlike shooting stars that go as far past a million miles.
My hearts doesn't burn as brightly under the pressure of a million smiles.
When you peep my expression, tell me, can you see through it?
Does my illusion make deception wanna overdue it?
Let's both chuckle through the struggle suppress the rumor and set me free
To help Humor me
To help Humor me
My torment was always long gone but never short of what it meant.
A peacocks sin has always been too obvious to rebut judgment.
He cannot see what's funny when I riddle that unbeneficial plea.
While she expires my wit till her next love sits right she'll leave me be.
When I say , it takes more effort to frown.
That much is true.
But more weight is added to turn it upside down.
And make a u turn back to you.
There are days when I feel god express his humor with myself as a host.
Enough audience is proof a goof can live on after going ghost.
In fact the most space I've ever felt from reality.
is farther apart than two ass cheeks.
Turning each side I seek my heart to gas my engine up to master this technique.
Blaming my pain as the butt of every joke.
Detesting minds opposite of mind, unequally yoked.
So when you peep my expression, tell me, can you see through it?
Does my illusion make deception wanna overdue it?
Let's both chuckle through the struggle Surpress the rumour and set me free
To help Humor me
To help Humor me
Know the skit I portray in real life
Is a medication I use to numb my strife
With genuine laughter empty of deceit
At an actor I would rather you not meet
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