He feels the weight of his family dragging him down.
All that surrounds him is the prying eyes of his town.
His daddy stands in front of him, glaring, with a frown.
The weight of the burden he carries is heavy, under pressure, he buckles to the ground.
His knees hit the dirt, and he hears the deafening sound.
Unable to tear his eyes from the dirt, knowing exactly for what he’s been bound.
Wrists tied, forced to his feet, made to watch as they slip on a crown
To the man, his father, cackling, he's a circus clown.
To the woman, his mother, sheepishly wishing to drown.
To the little girl, his sister, crying, watching he’s bown.
To the young boy, his brother, wishing he could just take off that gown.
As they grab him, forcing him limp, one last time, he feels the weight of his family dragging him down.
