Poem -

Jester

I’m not allowed to cry,
I’m not allowed to mope.
I have to joke while you stand by,
I must be happy and have hope.

You say that I am careless,
My so-called friends,
My pain is endless,
But I have to pretend.

I am the jester,
I have to make you laugh.
Even when I’m crushed by pressure,
the only thing I can do on my behalf.

It masks my true feelings,
but it’s for the best.
My heart starts bleeding,
but always left unexpressed.

 

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