Circus Life

i see your stupid faces
watching me with glee
i perform these stupid tricks
but oh how i long to be free
to roam the jungle once again
to be with my pride
my family, my friends
look at him with whip in hand
could grind his bones into sand
i feel the sting across my face
with just one swipe
i can erase
this little man with whip in hand
with these teeth
with just one bite
i can end this monster's life
would love to see your faces then
you'd never come to the circus again
to feel the warm sun on my mane
now only loneliness, boredom and pain
to be the king of the jungle once more
to not be stricken when i roar
but now i sleep behind these bars
with the smell of pollution and the noise of cars