Just based off of a picture. Nothing special. Just bored.

Circus;

I’m your act,

your entertainment.

That’s all I am to you.

So being stuck on this ride,

means little to nothing to you.

As long as I do your bidding, then

all is well and nothing else will matter.

Can’t I have a choice, an option?

Am I to spin for an eternity on

this hellish, speeding top?

No. I am not your act,

your entertainment.

Nor am I in a

circus.

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