Send in the Clowns

It was always the harlequin

Remember

The painting on the door

Makes life easier

Smile for us

Put on a show

Behind it

We may have been happy

 I made you smile

And you smiled

Because I told you

To be a clown

It wasn’t right

Be happy

Too much happiness

Short haired, too much power

A little clown you were

I made you cut your hair short

I made you wear that top

And always the shorts you

Had no voice

Having to pull faces

Did you want to?

And you had to sneak to the party

In a skirt

I made you say

That you wanted to be a clown

When you grow up

I don’t ever want to see you sad

The world’s clown

Until it was too hard to smile

Keep the show going

And always

Be the clown

Tried until

You couldn’t stand

 Showed me

The scars inside

The hospital bed

Not a little clown

The clown was not you

And that it had

Been poison

That smile

Show is over.