Born out of freedom to a world thats not my own. My mother roped and shackled -I could see her bones. I knew this life was full of lies. The others told me with their eyes. At first I fought but quickly learnt the sense of pain. My master beat me, I was weighed down by the shame. I learnt my duty to perform. We worked all night and through the dawn. Brightly coloured fabric, shiny jewels stuck to my eyes. The light reflected the crystal tears that I cried. My circus life is just for you. Show's over, now what will you do? I've travelled far and wide, no knowledge have i gained. Its hard to see that far from my stall where I'm chained. The trumpet band begins to play. This is just another day.