You know what would make a good story Something about a clown who makes people happy, but inside he's real sad. Also, he has severe diarrhea.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Make you happy
Things that make you happy
Aren't supposed to be bad
Right? Then how do I play in
Where would it all come together
I know what makes you happy,
I know what makes you sad
But how come everything I do
Is always so bad?
Why do I make you happy
How come its so bad
Everything is suppose to be okay
It should all be fine
But even though I make you happy
I also make you feel like dieing
Then how do I make you happy
Why am I so bad?
Why don't you just ley me love you
Let yourself be happy?
Why can't you just let things fall into place
The way everything is supposed to be
Sometimes I hate myself
Because of the way you say I make you feel
At the same time I know you hate yourself
And are waiting to make things real
So why dont you?
Why can't you let yourself go
Don't worry about what they say
Eventually they will all just fade away
I wont ever fade away
I will always be here waiting for you
Waiting to make you happy
Because things that make you happy
Aren't suppose to make you sad
And they're definately not going to be bad
I just dont understand
How am I bad for you?
How could I even be good for you
When I'm not even good for myself
I can't explain whats going on with me
I can't tell you how much I wish
For you to be happy
But at the same time
I hope that you are miserable without me
Because I was suppose to make you happy
I was going to be the one to make your day
Now it makes my day when you
Just stop to talk to me
Or make sure I'm doing okay
Until I make you happy I will always be bad
And you will always be sad
That's how it goes
But that wont be enough
Not to make my world go 'round
I need you to let me be the one...
Let me be the one to make you happy
Because if it makes you happy
It can't possibly be that bad.
poem by Beautifully Unknown
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What Can Make You Happy?
Are you happy right now or sad?
Are you bitter about your present condition?
You wonder what is wrong with your life
You wonder why others are happy
And question why some are so sad
Are happy people born that way?
Or happiness is a state of mind
What can make you happy?
Will having more money make you happy?
How much money do you need to make you happy?
If you are single and not happy!
Will having a new lover make you happy?
Will getting married make you happy?
If you are married, and not happy!
Will having more children make you happy?
Will sleeping with other people make you happy?
If you are a professional and not happy!
Will changing your profession make you happy?
What can make you happy?
Will getting drunk everyday make you happy?
Will taking a new drug make you happy?
Will buying a new car make you happy?
What can make you happy?
Will moving to a bigger house make you happy?
Will been promoted at work make you happy?
Will been the head of your organization
Make you happy
What can make you happy?
Always remember that what makes
You happy can make the others sad
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Vermilion
She seems dressed in all the rings
Of past fatalaties
So fragile yet so devious
She continues to see it
Climatic hands that press
Her temples and my chest
Enter the night that she came home
Forever
Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)
She is everything and more
The solemn hypnotic
My Dahlia, bathed in posession
She is so into me
I get neverous, perversed when I see her it's worse
But the stress is astounding
It's now or never she's coming home
Forever
Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)
Hard to say what caught my attention
Fixed and crazy, Aphid Attraction
Carve my name in my face, to recognize
Such a pheromone cult to terrorize
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
(Yeah!)
I'm a slave, and I am a master
No restraints and, unchecked collectors
I exist throught my name, to self-oblige
She is something in me, that I despise
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
She Isn't real!
I Can't make her real!
She Isn't real!
I Can't make her real!
(She isn't real, I can't make her real)
(She isn't real, I can't make her real)
song performed by by Slipknot
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Fred The Clown
Orange, blue, red, white and brown
The favorite colors of Fred the Clown
A happy and jolly clown he is
But some people he likes to tease
Everyone hates to be with Fred the Clown
But Fred never showed the people a frown
He never felt bad for what he did
The hatred inside the people had hid
The people thought of what to do with Fred the Clown
They decided to talk to the mayor of town
He laughed at what the people said
He laughed until his face gone red
The mayor didn't believe the people
For Fred the Clown gives him a tickle
They always the mayor smiled that way
Ever since Fred came each day
He already knew what Fred was doing
So he decided to call Fred for a meeting
The mayor told him what the people had said
And so left poor little Fred
The people decided to give Fred a chance
So Fred the Clown gave them a dance
The dance was so funny that they laughed all day
Fred the Clown will forever stay
poem by Geneen Meyers
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Fred the Clown
Orange, blue, red, white and brown
The favorite colors of Fred the Clown
A happy and jolly clown he is
But some people he likes to tease
Everyone hates to be with Fred the Clown
But Fred never showed the people a frown
He never felt bad for what he did
The hatred inside the people had hid
The people thought of what to do with Fred the Clown
They decided to talk to the mayor of town
He laughed at what the people said
He laughed until his face gone red
The mayor didn't believe the people
For Fred the Clown gives him a tickle
They always saw the mayor smiled that way
Ever since Fred came each day
He already knew what Fred was doing
So he decided to call Fred for a meeting
The mayor told him what the people had said
And so left poor little Fred
The people decided to give Fred a chance
So Fred the Clown gave them a dance
The dance was so funny that they laughed all day
Fred the Clown will forever stay
poem by Geneen Alyssa Meyers
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Vermillion (Terry Date Mix)
She seems dressed in all the rings
Of past fatalaties
So fradgile yet so devious
She continues to see it
Climatic hands that press
Her temples in my chest
Enter the night that she came home
Forever
Oh (She's the only one that makes me soar)
She is everytihng and more
The solemn hypnotic
My doll you're bathed in posession
She is home to me
I get neverous, perversed when I see her to worse
But the stress is astounding
It's now or never she's coming home
Forever
Oh (She's the only one that makes me soar)
Hard to say waht caught my attention
Vixen crazy, Athen Attraction
Call my name in my face, to recognize
Such a fair amount called, to terrorize
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
(Yeah!)
I'm a slave, and I am a master
No restraints and, unchecked collectors
I exist throught my name, to self ablige
There is something in me, the darkness finds
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
SHE ISN'T REAL!
I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!
SHE ISN'T REAL!
I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!
(She isn't real, I can't make her real)
(She isn't real, I can't make her real)
song performed by by Slipknot
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Happy
We ate the cafes of Chancery lane
We danced Spanish Salsa in the rain
We spoke of visiting countries like Mexico
Later we listened in tunnels to our echoes
In the darkness of the truth
We searched for our roots
Friends make us happy
Family makes us happy
Good health makes us happy
Wealth makes us happy
Love makes us happy, but why?
We marched the parades in New York City
We attentively listened to war news with pity
We sang songs of freedom by great grandfathers
As we watched a salient fireworks extravaganza
In the discovery of the truth
Each made recovery by thoughtful input
Living makes us happy
Giving makes us happy
Good health makes us happy
Wealth makes us happy
Love makes us the happiest, but why?
We sailed the continental slopes of Asia
We flew from Japan and ended up in Australia
We trekked the sandy lands of the Sahara
And in some countries we traveled by car
And in a breakthrough of the truth
We made friends shaking hands while on foot
It takes a little to be happy
For some an army of little candy
A smile can make one happy
Almost everyone wants to be happy
Freedom makes one happy
Good people make us happy
Not those who treat us badly
Entertainment makes us happy
Love makes us the happiest, but why?
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Vermilion Pt. 2
She seemed dressed in all of me,stretched across my shame
All the torment and the pain
leaked through and coverd me
Id do anything to have her to myself
Just to have her for myself
Now I dont know what to do, dont know what to do when she makes me sad
She is everything to me
The unrequited dream
The song that no one sings
The unattainable, shes a myth that I have to believe in
All I need to make it real is one more reason
I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do when she makes me sane
But I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me
I wont let this build up inside of me
But I wont let this build up inside of me
A catch in my throat
Choke, torn into pieces, I wont
No, I dont want to be this
I wont let this build up inside of me
(Wont let this build up inside of me)
I wont let this build up inside of me
(Wont let this build up inside of me)
I wont let this build up inside of me
(Wont let this build up inside of me)
I wont let this build up inside of me
(Inside of me)
She isnt real
I can't make her real
She isnt real
I can't make her real
song performed by by Slipknot
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Untitled
When I started out I wanted to make people happy and smile
and let them feel good about themselves
and that made me happy... for a while
but it's just not the same anymore
I can't keep putting on a smile and a happy face
because it just makes me realize
I can't take this place
and all the things I used to go through
I can't take always being there
every day and night
and living a life that's so unfair
and I never thought it would come to this
I just can't stand to make people feel happy and good
or put another smile on another person's face
because this doesn't make me happy anymore, and that's not how it should
I don't want to let people feel something I can't, not anymore
Unchain Your Love
Real love dwells inside us
Real love comes without warnings at once
Throughout our lives real love may comes just once
And disappears at once
Real love is priceless
Real love is as bright as opalescence
Real love is unconditional and boundless
Real love will make your eyes tear
Real love will make you learn what's the real fear
While chasing steps of love realites come clear
Love runs and race begins to take cease
While protecting your love to keep it near
Real love will make your eyes tear
Real love will make you learn what's the real fear
Finding real love is hard to come real
It comes just ones and always runs as a leer
Is it because real love doesn't exist
Or just because of our fears
Our tryings to Keep the precious things
Out of our hands we become jailers of love
As we hold it so tight we break it to thousands of parts
While chasing steps of love realities comes clear
Love runs away while lovers care
comes to heat
While chasing love it begins to reach for freedom for peace
Lovers fear to keep the perfect love near
Love fears and disappointments makes love tear
While protecting love to keep it near
Love evaporates and makes your heart tear
While we find the perfect love
More we concern More we do fear
Our fears not to lose precious ones
Become our devils who plants inside the weeds of doubts
Love makes us suffer as we make love suffer
And perfect love story ends with regrets and tears.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Clown In Waiting
Everyone has a funny story
that has happen to them.
I have quite a few
which makes me a clown in waiting.
At the time they were not funny,
however looking back now
the embarrassment has gone
and years have passed.
You think why did I do that?
It was probably immaturity
or being over zealous
that those silly mistakes were made.
Now as you sit down with friends
and talk about years gone by.
You recall these funny stories,
giving everyone a damn good laugh.
You smile to yourself,
hoping you don’t make mistakes like that again.
You know you will
as you are a clown in waiting.
23 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Playing Act
Put your polished smile
Give your irresponsible reason
I'm good at being a fool
But inside you don't know
How wicked I could be
Make everyone believes your plan
Blame to another people if failed
I'm good at being oblivious
But inside you don't know
How observant I could be
Tell a great tales
Sprinkle it with lies
I'm good at listening
But inside you don't know
How murderous I could be
Spill out your secret
Lower your guard in front of me
I'm good at being a loyal follower
But inside you don't know
How traitorous I could be
Reach victory no matter what the way
Get the finest jewelry for anyone stare
I'm good at flattering
But inside you don't know
How defiant I could be
Order me like someone important
Be the main actor in your story
I'm good at being obedient
But inside you don't know
How loathing I could be
Show your fake kindness
Wear your sympathy mask
I'm good at being the weak
But inside you don't know
How unbreakable I could be
Steal every attention
Dominate all the spotlight
I'm good at being the shadow
But inside you don't know
How dark I could be
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Clown
To friends I may seem like a clown.
Yet every clown wears a mask
with a smile upside down hidden there.
A big teardropp painted on his cheek
hides the real ones there.
Clowns make people laugh
only to hide their own misery and despair.
poem by David Harris
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Is Everybody Happy?
If I see one more smiling face in a magazine
If I see one more pretty girl on my tv screen
Everybodys pretending, futures burning real bright
All good children go to heaven, gods still on our side
Hes gonna make it up to you, hes gonna make it up to you
Baby in this life
So much pain in the faces that we wear behind the smiles
We keep too much inside, way too much inside
Baby stand up and be the one to testify
Is everybody happy? no!
Is everybody happy? no!
Is everybody happy? I dont think so
If I hear one more lover promise me everything
If I hear one more lonesome ol cowboy start to sing
Everybodys elected to carry the party song
You cant be too protected baby, you cant be too strong
Never letem get to you, never letem get to you
Baby in this life
We live in a quiet kind of desperation here
We lock it up inside, lock it up inside
Baby get on up and be the one to testify
Tell me how you feel
Is everybody happy? no!
Is everybody happy? no!
Is everybody happy? I dont think so
Is everybody happy? no!
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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It Makes Me Happy, To Be With You
It makes me happy, to be with you.
To watch you smile and hear you speak
and see your eyes turn softly warm,
makes me happy to be with you.
It makes me happy, to be with you.
To watch you spreading jam and butter
on your home made scones,
makes me happy to be with you.
It makes me happy, to be with you.
To be able to put my arms around you
and draw you gently close to me,
makes me happy to be with you.
And it makes me happy, to be with you
when holding your cheek close to mine,
breathing the warmth of you
and feeling the warmth of you
soaking quietly through me,
makes my breath tremble in my chest.
You make me happy to be with you.
poem by Red O'Mara
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Agoraphobia
Two people touching lips
Hands on each other's hips
Nothing in else in the world but one another
The 42nd floor
On a distant shore
I wonder how we strayed so far from this
Remember when we were
Just flesh and bone you sir
May have forgotten how good your world could be
So, put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lovers lips
And know that fate is what you make of it
Please end this
Before it ends us
I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
For good
I read the news today
And everything they say
Just makes me want to stay inside
And a better part of me knows
That waiting in the throws
Is on the par with reading with my eyes closed
"What Can I do?", You say
It's just another day
In the life of Apes with ego trips
Put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lover's lips
And learn that fate is what we make of it
Please end this
Before it ends us
I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
For good
I'm gonna stay inside
I'm gonna stay inside for good
I'm gonna stay inside
For Good
I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
Don't want to stay inside for good
song performed by by Incubus
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Laugh Clown Laugh
Laugh Clown laugh,
that's what they want me to do.
I guess I'm doing something right
because this Clown made you laugh too.
Laugh Clown laugh,
make everyone laugh real hard.
Besides, Who would it hurt?
Will anyone notice
how it has scarred?
Laugh Clown laugh,
but only for a while,
at least until you see
that the humor is in your denial.
poem by Cecelia Warner
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What makes me happy
What makes me happy is rain,
Heaven in little drops of liquid.
And darkness makes me happy,
Too happy...
Maybe it's because light hurts my eyes,
And I really hate light
Kansas makes me happy, land of my birth
Every time I see clouds, I am happy
So really I'm happy a lot
May these things make you happy
Every time you see the moon
Have a merry, merry Christmas
And good will to you
Perhaps you'll be happy
Please.please be happy
You will soon.
written 12/17/09
MERRY CHRISTMAS! ! !
poem by Abigail Allen
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I Hope He Makes You Happy
I hope he makes you happy
As I look in your direction
As the tears stream from my eyes
Trying to forget
All the memories deep inside
I hope he makes you happy
As the wind blows you away from me
As the sun goes off my face
Wondering if you remember
All the times you held me tight
I hope he makes you happy
As rain clouds cover the sun
As teardrops make the rain
Trying to prevent
All the love I feel within
I hope he makes you happy
As the ocean washes me away
As sand castles get destroyed
Wondering if you will forget
All the times you touched my skin
I hope he makes you happy
As petals begin to fall
As my heart begins to break
I hope he makes you happy
Like you did me
poem by Jeremy Rodriguez
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Bookworm
There's a story that like a dessert I love
And I enjoy every page slowly as much as I can
There's story that makes me desperate
And even my day becomes gloomy after I read
There's story that safe to be read anytime
And I don't mind if it's going up or down
There's story that could burn me to the core
And left me with desire to create another story
There's story that easily predict
And I could finish it without much thinking
There's story that has a very good cliffhanger
And I need to rush to the publisher to make it comes fast
There's story that goes like my dream
And I want to repeat over and over until I'm getting bored
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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