Hello guys, a song I written.

Buffoonery between Strong Hearts (From Late 2024) (At ninth grade I was funny with a joyful heart but until late 11th grade it was a downfall for me. But at least at 12th grade, with a long face, when I made this song months ago, seems to be better with my friend protecting me from those rejecting students. I graduated from high school, and now this is my time to shine, even though I am now 18 years old)

Despite being one of the lucky people who graduated from high school before first day of school in 2025 which will be a factor for everyone else, I decided to write songs about what I was experiencing in Senior Year. I was so happy that I was finally out of culinary arts from the other students. I do miss all my friends (Except the kids from culinary arts)

Verse 1 (Nostalgic & Bittersweet) We been Shuffling cards, laughter that was blared, Uno fights, playing fair. Inside jokes bouncing like popcorn in the air, spinning my plates, but we didn't care. Cotton candy clouds in a candy-striped hall, Lessons hiding behind the carnival wall.

Pre-chorus (Stephanie Romero (Another Student) is now the main judger of me) A ringmaster named Romero, tripping on her hat, dragging my joy through a jelly-filled spat.

Nice girl?

[Krusty the Clown Laugh out of Sarcasm]

A secret trickster's face, Every wink unseen in the clownish race.

Chorus (Longing & Loss) High-rowdy laughs now wobble and sway, Shadows tiptoe where confetti once lay. Inside jokes bounce off Taffy walls, Now they’re ghosts in the carnival halls

Verse 2 (Turning Point: Frustration & Isolation) Birthday came with a pie catapult fight, A field trip stole my whipped-cream delight. Honor badge sticky in syrupy hands, I toss it in a fountain, reclaim my lands.

Bridge (The Descent: Choosing Darkness) No more cooking, no more games, No more of those Silly Willy chefs who knew my name. They walked to the flip side, so I stand tall, Fearless as an eagle, I’ll watch them fall.

Chorus (Transformation & Vengeance) High-rowdy laughs, now beer-drowning vibes, Shadows whisper, but I cycle alone. Inside jokes turned into cries of the elephants, No regrets, I’ve cut my ties with my gladiator pants.

Chorus 2 (the fire Ignite) No friends by Romero's side, no whispers to hear, I land the blow, my throne is near. She falls back, I rise above, unafraid, awake.

Verse 3 (Final Acceptance of the Darkness) Golden Corral, last ride of the Ferris wheel, Now I don’t care if cotton candy's my only meal. The fire in me burns candles me too bright, Getting a giant whoopee cushion, I made my correction.

Pre-Chorus (The Last Day Awakening) Last school day, I saw where to go, breaking rules, wearing punching gloves with ribbon bows. No more silence, guided by my past, Through the gumdrop tornado, I rise at last.

Chorus (Choosing My Path: Power or Escape?) I don’t belong where they box me in, Their whispers burn, my churro’d powdered heart won't give in. Laugh too loud, they twist my sombrero, Scarred like a lion, But I own this game, I clicked an arrow.

Bridge (My Happiness Matters) Since Romero wouldn’t let it go, I plant a blow with my punching gloves! The dust has faded, the leather shoves, I don’t need kitchen partners, I stand solo, Now Ringmaster of the Circus, watch my fire glow!

Outro (Final Transformation: Leader or Outsider?) Golden Corral, memories pop and fade, Badge in blender, my parade displayed. No regrets, no turning back, B-days lift me, A-days crack. I've learned, they need to learn. I rise, I twirl, I shine. My circus crown, nothing will drag me down. Let the trumpets shake the ground, let the clarinets blow their sound, there's a new, self-redeemed clown in town.