i often wonder what others see
when standing face to face with me
the constant joker, playing the clown
always laughing never a frown

but in the mirror i see whats true
a different story not to be seen by u
theres many words i keep unspoken
a heavy heart that has been broken

the clown the joker its just a face
to fill the empty silent space
that once was filled by a special light
sadly extinguished and out of sight

i will not give in and i wont fall apart
i'll carry on dad with u locked in my heart
in the tears that have fallen im sure i could drown
but its all kept behind the face of a clown

megan watts

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/behind-the-clown/