This isn't all that great, but it's the first poem I've done in a while, and its fairly decent so I figured I'd share^^
Mask
I put on a mask,
And dance just for you.
Like a fool, prance ‘round,
Your laughter my cue.
I’m your jester, it seems-
Nothing more, nothing less.
A most pitiful clown,
In a floral print dress.
You muse and you mock me.
You shame and you spite.
-BUT-
You have no idea,
This all ends TONIGHT.
I shall have my last show,
Watch my last curtain fall.
And now ‘til forever,
Will not answer your call.
I’m tired of trying,
To be something I’m not.
I’m tired of hiding,
Behind this mask. Trapped. Caught.
So go ahead now,
And be entertained.
Laugh when I fall.
Grin at my pain.
Cause as of tonight,
My mask disappears.
No more jester am I,
To put up with your sneers.
It’s as Shakespeare once said,
“To thine own self, be true,â€
So get ready to see,
My true face break through.
~*Ciarda*~
_________________ "And these children that you spit upon
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultation
They're quite aware of what they're going through"
--- David Bowie
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