How The Carnival Changed My Life
Since kindergarten I hated school and started to slack.
All the kids I called friends always stabbed me in the back.
So confused and so lost.
I was a loner and a rebel without a cause.
Yeah I was that kid that was picked on.
Walking around with no where to belong.
I didn’t give a fuck, and it felt like no one gave a fuck about me.
Deep inside I was someone different than others could see.
Getting older only made everything worse.
I would blame God for putting me on this hell of an earth.
I never had something special to call my own.
Mostly, I would chill in my bedroom, depressed at home.
Looking back now, I can see.
I belonged to a different kind of family.
I found psychopathic music that lit up my soul.
I would listen to it as I blazed up a bowl.
One day I woke up with this feeling I couldn’t deny.
It was the Carnival’s message from deep inside.
The Dark Carnival called upon me to decide.
If I would stand hand in hand on the Juggalos side.
It was not a hard decision, for I knew.
I was born to be a Juggalette through and through.
Nothing could ever measure this feeling of being a Juggalette.
The Carnival is where I belong and I will never go back.
I remember my first concert with ICP.
All the clown love felt like ecstasy.
My Juggalo family is a blessing from above.
I could never truly express this unique feeling of love.
The Carnival has helped me find my way.
It has made me the woman I am today.
I will walk my path with pride.
Forever true to the Juggalo side.
I will never be afraid to die.
My home is on the other side.
I will fly to Shangri-la and be set free.
Wagons, please take me away to my Juggalo City
