Depressed 1
Depressed 1
Jan 21, 2023

Visit To A Circus

In front of me, my life does cascade

As I watch clowns dance in a parade

They try to make a fool out of me

They do not know; through them, I see

Their laughter and smiles bring me pain

I know that behind them is only disdain

I leap around, going from circus to circus

Plunge myself further into my darker surface

Trampolines and ballerinas catch my eyes

As they summersault through their lies

Balloons, elephants, and peanuts abound

Making a mockery of my every sound

The roar of the crowds and laughter too

They think that I do not hear, but I do

I go home every night cry to their laughter

To return to the circus, never finding what I am after

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I wrote this about some of the people I work with...

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: Southwest United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe

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