Circus tents

Life of a kid who ran away to join the circus

Life isn't worth it here

 I dream of a place with

 Bright lights 

Wild animals 

Shinny outfits 

Big feathers 

Voices magnified

 My soul yearns for that

 Freedom I jump on the train 

Only to find myself 

Surrounded by scary looking 

Men and skanky  women 

This isn't what the posters say

 Back breaking work and rope

 Burns by building tents 

This isn't the life that 

I had signed up for 

Now all I need is a warm home

 A tender hug and

 A cup of 

LOVE

Reviews

[Jess Holden]

yeeaa awesomeness

[Lily Mae]

A life on the road is never easy.. you've expressed the longing of home really well :) great write...x

[roy mccarthy]

nice and short,more of a prose verse than a poem though!
the ending is nice!
gives the reader that homesick feelin!

[Butterfly Ninja :3]

haha riiiiiight i'll fix tht Changes the meaning :P

[onceafaerietale]

really good but one mistake "Men and skanky my women"