I am not the clown I once was. I've changed. For better or worse? I cannot say. Maybe neither, maybe both.
I find that my honks are not silly and lively anymore, but have now changed into a sorrowful hum.
My once joyful smile has fallen downward into a frown and a tear drop marking has developed under my left eye. My once rosy cheeks have faded and all that is left is that pale clown white.
I reflect on my past clown-self. I was naive and foolish. Oblivious to the horrors of the world around me.
And now I have grown older and as the cobwebs build around me, I feel the weight of the universe getting heavier with each passing day.
It is not as horrid as it may sound, though. I believe this is something we all must face at some point in our lives. We all must change and gain perspective.
And I know I will continue to change. I will continue to shed my skin and change colors. I will continue to see the dark, the light, and all the shades in between.
As will you.