You Are The Circus Poem by Rodrigo Haetinger

What time is it?
I think we're all a little late
don't you think so?
don't you have a taste?

Perhaps you should forget everything
and just drink a little more with me
before it's too late
and we die.

Ladies and gentlemen
you are all welcome
please forgive us
please forgive our sins.

Please forget us
please forgive us
please forsake us
once more.

We're all a little wicked
we're all a little twisted
we're all a little miserable
and we're all a little needy.

But this is our show, isn't it?
You have all come to see us
To laugh, to cry
to forget your own strife.

And I strive
to be a little more
to be a little less
to be what you can't see.

Alas, I bring joyous and sad news.

You are the circus
you are the circus
you are the circus my friend
you are the circus. Til the end.

You are the circus
And we'll all dance
You are the circus
And we'll all cleanse

And I know
I know you hate this
And you wanna forget it
And I hate to have to tell you this but

You are the circus.

And we've all come to see you.