Weighted down
by their resentful eyes.
He is the clown
that slowly dies.
Lost in the sky
surrounded by screams.
Burning in the sun
with no dream.
Screaming for
help. But no
one can hear.
Wishing for love
but all is hate.
Nothing left
but to runaway.
Crying in
darkness.
Where no one can hear.
Weighted down
by there resentful eyes.
He is the clown that slowly died.
Lost in hell sorrounded
by screams.
Burning he is dead.
But he was clown.
So no one cared.
I cried in a corner.
For the clown.
Wishing he was alive.
So he knew I loved him.
Weighted by their
resentful eyes.
I slowly start to cry.
Nothing left,
and I start to scream.
Death is only but a dream.
I look in the mirror,
and start to get lost in,
the darkness.
Of my eyes.
Slowly I start to die.
Writen By Screamo_Clown
Edited By Bria
KillerMannequin Community Member 
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