The clown inside me become a real ..... i can't find myself.
he always laughing, dancing, monkey works.
i have a headache.
why he Hating me ??? why he always laughing on me ???
am i a tree ???
In a dark small room ,I have no light my eyes only.
No chance, only what i already got by my own hands,
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HE want ME crazy, Am i??
(I'M THE ONLY CHANCE FOR YOU TO BE HUMAN) HE said.
(GIVE ME WHAT I WANT WITHOUT ASKING) HE Said.
How he got that power ???
I saw them laughing.. they were sad, lonely because of me , why they leave??? please please stop don't go ......... don't go I'm sorry ..
OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH my god his my only friend.......
the clown the dirty bad clown is it.
what we feel what we need to feel some times to create. every one of us has his own god.
About me !! I'm believe in peace.
peace to force that dam clown to stop laughing on us.... AND create a wonderful world.. without clowns