I'm a Clown

She sees them dressed up to see the clown,
All excited, to laugh over someone's frown.
How are they so rude, so inhumane,
Just see the well dressed fake smile,
And not the ugly pain.

That's how they are,
that's how they're meant to be,
Yes, she lives in a hell,
named society.

They're too fast to judge,
Too slow to understand,
What pain one has to go through,
And what situations they have to withstand.