Who can clown where the make up Is made up from notions of a clownish sound Catch me in the background I pictured a frame that had me framing Memories that had me tearing Or tearing switch either way I’ll be near if you’re wondering Yet I keep this pace to keep my steps In lowering to depths When I submerge My breaths won’t intercept The feeling of a noose Around a neck The struggle is to wonder is it mine Or a formidable foe Also known as my own Please provide an indent If you thought then you know my known How the treachery shouldn’t be Then the sun rises and rays still see Shadows of yesterday Forecast how it will be today Extra skips to make sure my circle Rounds all angles in every way If it’s explosions I pop shrooms For adventures Into calamity I want the best Don’t bring another casualty My vision is the lyric What I see, rhymes with my central being every sentence leads to a point of what I mean
_____________________________________ No need to get my mental status cold stressin