You think life is neither an illusion or a field for battle..!
Yet in my world it’s a going on journey though different kinds of people which may not feel it like the way they do not know anything about what happens around them.... When they are in deep sleep.
If I count the heads under this weakness body, O.. They are many under my shed
All poor minds and weak personality, just to avoid torture my shadow they seek
They choose my shelter to taste justice and to get fresh air away from the greed, letting them deeds out, behind the wall.
With an open door where I lay like home for wretched and poor minds.
Sometimes while acting like a clown, I make you laugh, wondering how stupid I'm.
Sometimes the bad man in me, craving my mind, burning my blood in vain, hopping to makes you cry.
May be you are angry with this wards again, but one day I shall make you feel, I was something in your life, rare to find with different standards for what you have learned about humans.
When the original me... go missing and laid down somewhere between your world and shadows of my forbidden kingdom , never to come back again asking me, who was the fool and who... Was the clown.
