I take off my cape, from the great escape
Face paint and my mask
As someone else slowly takes shape
To entertain is a tough task

The many layers that exist in I
Jokes and the stories that are shared
Inside hiding the tears that are from with in, as the face remains dry
The risk and chance that many hide from as they feel scared

My magic hat and my magic wand
For performance and for the show
The alter ego and true self make a cement bond
For what lies in the mind few shall know

The black suite, white shirt and red tie
Signature for the gentlemen who stands before all
Even the pants match this very guy
Illusions and tricks learned, remembered and few recall

The crowd roars and now the show is over
Heading back to the personal room
Time to change and dissappear like a four leaf clover
Slowly entering the real life and daily doom

To cause so much joy, but what for?
Does it make one self feel any better?
As a daily performance is near, in due time to take the floor
Only to reveal part of the puzzle in a letter

Even darkness has some light
An even people in pain can smile
Is continuing worth the fight?
Not many replicate the trend and style