I can’t sleep. So I just sit here. I’ve been deceived by the clown inside of me. He promised me something else and now I’m stuck in the middle of my past memories. I am lonely. I have nobody. Sometimes things aren’t always they seem. So I wear a mask.. ..to hide my feelings behind a lie. Living a life of a clown who is short of a circus. Laughing on the outside.. ..crying on the inside. I feel lonely with all these things from my past. I can’t get out. Mr. Bean said he loves walking in the rain because no one can see him crying. Nobody cares when the tears of a clown are falling down.