Circus Dreams

Behind the fence lie circus dreams
Where nothing is as everything seems
You sit and whistle and clap your hands
And follow all their subtle demands
You parade around in ignorant peril
You smile and speak but all is sterile

Behind the fence lie circus dreams
Where nothing is as everything seems
My feet backed into freedom outside those chains
Where vigor and independence define my remains
That gate is no longer mine to enter
I’ve now become the clown dissenter