Circus Of Life
Circus Of Life
Oh, why was I born into a circus
Where the spotlight is never on me focus,
We are all puppets of the circus master
I want to escape this world faster.
We are all trained to portray a self
Which is not true to one self?
But it gives the audience pleasure
And they see us with leisure.
And once we grow older
We are categorized into shy and bolder,
Then continue with that tag
And loads of burden in our labor bag.
We are rarely the showstopper
Cause being the back dancer is easier and faster,
We always choose the easy path
Cause choosing difficulties is always dearth.
We are always juggling different balls
And once we have juggled one,
Several balls are thrown in our halls
And then it becomes a hectic ton.
We are always balancing on thin rings
And on that we need to do difficult tasks like dance and sing,
One wrong step gives us a major setback
But a right just gains us a minor knack.
I want to do things my way
I want a choice on what to do and say,
I want to leave the circus of life
And have a fun happy life without any trifle..