Whiteface Poem by Balint Nagy
Whiteface
I'm just a clown in a circus
Who can't give you anything at all,
But if you look beneath the surface
You might find my heart so true & pure
You know that I've got nothing
You know that I've got nothing
Although the tables are turning
My heart is still burning
Don't know what comes after this…
Seems like I'm flying high
But I'm sinking low
Feels like my heart is made of gold
But it is only made of stone
I should be better
But it is all I have
So if it's okay
Just accept me as I am
You know I'm good for nothing
You know I'm good for nothing
Although the tables are turning
My heart is still burning
Don't know what comes after this…
Seems like I'm flying high
But I'm sinking low
Feels like my heart is made of gold
But it is only made of stone
You know that I've got nothing
You know I'm good for nothing
You know that I've got nothing
You know I'm good for nothing
Although the tables are turning
My heart is still burning
Don't know what comes after this…
Seems like I'm flying high
But I'm sinking low
Feels like my heart is made of gold
But it is only made of stone
you don't say u have nothing she craves for that something which you have she has nothing like it wants it give in AND NOW READ MY POEM MOM'S SMILES kindly Mr Something Keep standing(? it) LOL
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 1:15:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
yes, it sounds like lyrics for a song, but, as a poem, i'd rather read it without the repetition of lines. everybody is good for SOMETHING, even if it for a good singing voice. ha ha. bri :)