My tears kissing intertwined ocean of laughter,
As I clown in a dark circus.
From my chest, my heart make beats,
As I wail for their pleasure.

They can relate to my story,
As I play my secrets in the open.
In your heart my play is a misfiring of your emotions,
Yet, you laugh in a choking cough.

You mould my play to cloud your reflections away,
So you laugh in a choking cough;
Choking on my acts,
Choking on my tears.
You play on my play with clay,
Thinking you can hide in the mud.

Why do my magic tricks surprise you?
The same tricks you do in your secrets,
But come to the open to cajole me,
So you hold your throat, laughing away...