he's got no guts to express his thoughts
so in every joke lies some little truths
truth when said and joke when received
he obscurely reveals what's under his sleeves
he must be really good in deceiving
for he's made everyone thinking
that all his mishaps are worth laughing
he hurts while seriously joking
he needs all the laugh that he can get
to keep him away from what he wants to forget
and the soothing sound of your applause
blocks the echoing wails of his flaws
he now tends to his euphoric haze
wipes the make-up off his joker face
he's given everyone smiles in exchange for his
a constant reminder of how sad he really is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem