Clown Faces

Livin in a world, bound to go a little crazy
But you wake up and paint on the face that they see
People can be cruel and do cruel things
Day after day you hear them, making people feel down
And behind every happy face is a frown.
Some of us can't hide it with our clownlike makeup
So we go to extremes: tape and knives and we carve our face up into the picture of happiness we've always dreamed up.
Eventually you begin liking who you are
With our carved smile and made up face
And it scares people the way we've become
     Why should we apologize for the beast we are
     What can we say?
     No one ever apologized who made us this way