The warmth in my heart makes me smile and the rest my head with ease, but somewhere in the midst of my on-time harmony, something disturbs my peace.

It's interesting to think at times, when were only laughing moments ago, kissing out spirits into on,e enjoying each others' company so.

My heart yearns for acceptance and love, with each passing moment, I want to be who I am without the gloves.

Without the mask that hides my weary soul, that says I have no control.

Why can't we go back to the simpler days, when sharing our animal crackers was kind? Now we are stuck, deprived of both spirit and mind.

Tears form when I think of childhood as a treasure, we were innocent, we didn't have any pain to measure.

They're are som perks to growing up, but let me tell you, they are few, many things become old and dull, no longer fresh and new.

Although this path leads to destruction, I will never lose heart, for no matter how many the enemy throws its darts.

I'll take Tragedy'd sorrows and into something new, I'll put on Comedy's joys and reach for tommorow, the like the mornings' dew.

I'll say what I mean, and scream what I feel, to kiss your lips again is something so unreal.

If it hadn't been for Tragedy's heartache and tears, I wouldn't be able to enjoy Comedy's happiness or even come near.

So you may laugh at me, with such distain, when its really you, who is in trouble and will end up in pain.

Thank you for the fears and sorrows dear Tragedy, for if it hadn't been for you, I would of never been able to pleasure the company of Comedy.