Miscellaneous poems from comet

Idk what to call this part ngl

A poem about portraying yourself as a silly goofy person as a coping mechanism for so long that people don't take you seriously.

In the costume of whimsy, I've long played,
A goofy tune, a role well conveyed.
Silly jests and laughter's sweet embrace,
Yet behind the mask, a serious trace.

In jest, I've danced through life's grand parade,
A playful charade, my path well laid.
But beneath the laughter, a silent plea,
To be seen as more than jest, just me.

A clown's attire, a jester's jest,
A serious heart, put to the test.
For in the shadow of perpetual glee,
Serious whispers long to be free.

So, hear the plea within the mirth,
A soul's depth, beyond the jest's birth.
To break the chains of laughter's decree,
And see the heart that longs to be seen seriously.

A poem with a similar theme

In the carnival of jest, a playful sprite,
A jester dances with the light.
Their laughter echoes, whimsy unfurls,
Yet hidden depths, like secret pearls.

A cap and bells, their chosen attire,
A mask of jest, a cloak entire.
Beneath the jest, a thoughtful glance,
A serious stride, a subtle dance.

The world, a stage, for jest to reign,
Yet in their silence, truths remain.
A jester's heart, a dual song,
Serious notes, though masked by the throng.

So, in the jest, find more than glee,
A nuanced soul, complex and free.
For laughter's echo may disguise,
A jester's depth, in jest and wise.

A really short poem about sleep issues

Lying in bed, hours on end,
Tired eyes, thoughts won't bend.
Blanket of silence, yet no sleep,
Restless hours, in dreams so deep.

Pillow hugs, but the mind's a maze,
Chasing sleep in a restless daze.
Night's quiet, a weary song,
Tired soul, just longing to belong