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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