The Clown in Me

I am good in playing clown all my life. Acting like nothing happens during bad days and keeping my chin up, laughing out loud and telling funny stories to them who felt sad.

But deep inside myself, I am lost, alone and lonely; A man who needed someone to take me out of the blue. Wanting someone to let me feel that I am not just a clown but a man needed to be understands and most of all, to be love.

Why could I make others feel so happy and yet I couldn't feel it for myself?