Different Sort of Clown

Painted smiles hide the frown
Laughter hides the screams
Just a silly, scary clown
But all is not as it seems

Dress me up, paint my face
For I am a different sort of clown
That which is a disgrace
That makes jealous girlfriends frown

My smiles hide the tears
My voice will draw you in
The most distasteful of careers
The manipulation of sin

I do not wish to be here
But I exist to serve you
When you need something and are near
I have no choice but to follow through

Disgraceful clown
Creating moans instead os miles
As long as they don't frown
I don't HAVE to last for miles.