LET ME IN I DON'T WANT TO MISS THE CIRCUS!!!!

By Itgirl Overload
Circuses are truly scary. They seem to show up but in a undected way... like have you ever seen a circus come to life, or have you just seen it in action. You can feel like something is coming, but you never can guess what. Some deserted lands just scream circus energy. It's almost like magic, how they appear and disappear. It's like saying that magic is in your hands. It's also within you. You can easily speak words into existence with the proper training. You can also tear down what you've built with a no none sense faith and a demented mind. Running a circus can teach you how to walk into a setting, without getting noticed. There's always so much going on at a circus. How could you possibly have time to see everything in one swallow.
I'm also floating around spreading the word to come if you dare, but in the process you can't blame me. Don't make me the butt to your problems. I always tell you to pay attention when you enter, because one wrong move and you can end up getting separated from your crowd. The thing is this is only scary, if you're used to being wrapped around the arms of another. But sometimes you can only see things transform from being deceased to a full on beast when you're alone. Where there are too many people, there are also too many egos. You can never truly believe if you're amongst non believers. You become like the people that you choose to surround yourself with. You're only destined to become the eigth clown if you're constantly hanging around seven clowns. NOW YOU SEE ME AND... NOW YOU DON'T!!!! BE AMAZED BUT I CAN'T SAY YOU WON'T BE DAZED. IT'S LIKE FEELING YOUR SOUL SLIPPING xoxo Soon to be ItGirl Overload xoxo

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