If I was ever asked to describe my life, carnival would be the first word out of my mouth. The chaotic mess of color and noise perefectly portray the mess of life events i've lived through. At a first glance a carnival seems like pure innocent fun, but a ferris wheel can give off an eerie feel. A clown's smile can actually be a grimance, a running child is one lost from their mother and there are a ton of dark corners for dirty deeds and mistakes. A carnival can hold a fun time or terror and confusion. My life has had it's good times, but behind the first glance there are always the bad things lurking in dark corners and painted smiles, if you look hard enough they're obtainable to sight, but if you're just willing to scratch the surface, the screams are just from excited children, and the chaos is just the different lights, balloons, and millions of people.