A poetic satire titled Bloodflowers caught my heart. It's about the wilting flowers around Suntec City (read here). Reminds us about ourselves as Singaporeans, eh?
Smile because you have been told to, smile because you have to. The world is watching. It's all for show till they bring the curtains down. Then you can cry all you want to - nobody cares. As long as you don't do it in front of the audience.
The Funny Little Clown by Bobby Goldsboro
Smile because you have been told to, smile because you have to. The world is watching. It's all for show till they bring the curtains down. Then you can cry all you want to - nobody cares. As long as you don't do it in front of the audience.
The Funny Little Clown by Bobby Goldsboro
See the funny little clown
See him laughing as you walk by
Everybody thinks he's happy
'Cause you never see a tear in his eye
No one knows he's crying
No one knows he's dying on the inside
'Cause he's laughing on the outside
No one knows, no one knows
See the funny little clown
He's hiding behind a smile
They all think he's laughing
But I know he's really crying all the while
How his heart is aching
How his heart is breaking on the inside
But he keeps laughing on the outside
No one knows, no one knows
He's hiding behind a smile
They all think he's laughing
But I know he's really crying all the while
How his heart is aching
How his heart is breaking on the inside
But he keeps laughing on the outside
No one knows, no one knows
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