Poetry Corner: Piñata

You don’t not hear the laughing,

It’s not like you don’t see them point

A jester without a costume is still quite the joke

 

You know the truth, you know what’s real,

It’s that you learn to pretend so you don’t have to feel,

A delusion that it’s not you that’s the biggest joke

 

The loneliness stings in the barren crowd

The wind howls in your distant soul

Only laughter is approaching, perform your tricks now

 

Play your part, everyone has a role

You are the piñata, who decided, you are in the cast

No one cares if you are broken, disposable like the last.

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