Circus

If I open my mouth now, all of me will come pouring out 

All the carefully accumulated composure, the plastic smile 

The messages my sad eyes could barely hide, 

It would all tumble out in a rush. 

So maybe I will keep my peace at the expense thereof

Continue to show up and show out like the great showman I am

Come one, come all, grab a ticket to this evenings main event 

A spot light and me

With a smile on my face.