Texty: Blue October. Retarded Disfigured Clown (Intro).

Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes,
lessons learned and gradually surfacing, letting go, striping
naked to scream. I am not perfect nor do I strive to be. I am
alive in this world of face first falls and public breakdowns. I
am retarded disfigured clown dying to be heard for the simple
art of letting this heavy wall finally fall. I am an equal being
of no race or colour, a hallucination if you will sneaking into
the lives of strangers and letting them fall apart to a new
rhythm just to feel better