The reluctant circus animal

You are the death of all my thoughts
Whip in hand,
Trying to tame the beasts
That don’t wish to be tamed
Your wildest dreams are coming true
Once more I run towards the stage,
To the familiar cage that beckons me
There I will lock myself till the end of time
Or maybe tomorrow
As long as the light doesn’t fall on me
And the crowd watches in silence

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