The Jester

People laugh at me, 
\Do you know why? 
\People stare at me, 
\Do you know why? 
\People are mean to me, 
\Do you know why? 
\People look dead to me, 
\I know why. 
\These voice's in my head tell me to kill from time to time, 
\I know why. 
\The maddness doesn't stop, 
\I know why. 
\Do you know why? 
\Don't worry about it, 
\Cause I always gets mine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Agustin Avatar
May 3, 2026 at 5:43 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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