Harlequin 2000?

On this grand stage I play (for you?) A smile, a playful laugh - I jest. I once criticized those paper dolls with fasten on facades. Now I wear that painted smile. I once criticized those who seemingly never smiled, perhaps they are the true ones. In my sorrow? In my anger? In my confusion? I find myself returning to the circus. I find that I had never left. Amongst the beasts and daredevils I prance, Harlequin. My manner, my dress, my mask.