“Crown for a Clown”

I guess I was the joke, huh?
The punchline in your power trip.
But guess what?
The clown doesn’t cry —
He burns the tent down.

You played pretend with poison lips,
Laced your lies with lullaby scripts.
Halo cracked, heart turned cold,
Sold me out for silver and gold.

You called me dumb, deadweight, slow —
But you forgot who taught you glow.
Built your throne from my backbone,
Now I watch you crumble alone.

Yeah, I was the fool, right?
Fixin’ your mess while you lit the fuse at midnight.
Gaslight queen with a guilt-free crown,
Lyin’ through your lipstick, runnin’ me down.

Call me crazy? Cool — I’ll take the name,
I’m the one who stayed real while you played the game.
You were busy in the sheets while I was breakin’ my back —
Now I’m breakin’ the silence and takin’ it back.

You laughed while I bled,
Fed off the pain in my head.
But every joke ends the same —
The mask falls, you feel the flame.

So here’s your crown for a clown,
Wear it proud while you drag me down.
You made a fool, now meet the fire,
Built from betrayal and barbed wire.

Told the world I was slow, I was weak —
But I’m the storm that you can’t speak.
Say it loud, let it resound —
You lost the real one, now watch me rebound.

You broke the bond, betrayed the vow,
And still played victim? Tell me how.
You sleep with snakes and still play saint —
But now your smile smells like fake and faint.


So here’s your crown for a clown,
But this circus is shut down.
You made me the joke, now I’m the judge,
I’ve let go — I won’t budge.

From fool to fire, I rose through pain,
You lost your king — enjoy your shame.
I may be bruised, but not broken down —
I wear truth now…
You just wear a crown.

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