Clown


Alone I am useless
But with whom does one choose to do this?
Amongst the sea of people do I feel the need to please
Unsatisfied by the satisfactory people that I tend to find
Without knowing they were too blind to understand this mind of mine
So,where does one find peace of mind?
For I am diligently mining for that gold I hope I will someday find
And finally recognize
This will inevitably lead me to my own demise
Patiently waiting in silence
But no one ever comes to my rescue
So this I must do
Seek refuge in the only way I know how
Take me now!
For I have already been let down
Never again do I wish to drown
And be made fun of like a clown.

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