I followed an angel here and there
But the ***** only brought more problems to bare
Every night I would start to dream and no longer care
But then a demon came to rescue me and off in too the air

This thing offered nothing I couldn’t do
But only said to start on queue
She set me free to do as I choose

After the start she watched and waited
With eyes wide open I never noticed I was baited
I withered and cried when I realized that my soul was now tainted
So I picked up the white and black and my face I did paint

Now this is why I wear the face of a clown
Half my heart that was still round
I placed upon my nose for the love I tore down
I got the white from the wings that I should have been proud

The black is ash from all the bridges I burned
Moms and pops with boys and girls make the sounds of laughter that which I urn
Their voices of laughter make the butterflys churn

I liked it.....

very nice