Jester
What is your problem?
What did I do?
To make you act this way
So mean and so rude.
Do you fell better now?
Are you okay?
Did someone else hurt you?
Is that what made you this way?
Do you still feel small?
Do you think you’re funny?
No one is laughing
I know you think you’re witty and punny.
Do you think before you speak?
Or do the words flow from your mouth
Like a Fossett that’s sprung a leak?
I know I shouldn’t care
But it drives me insane
I swear my discomfort brings you happiness
You enjoy these mental games.
I know I have to let it go
I have to let it be
Because you and I both know
Misery loves company.
K.M.
