A Million Words I Can't Say Out Loud

A Joke

Fucksake I'm a joke am I not?
A muse for your laughter.
A mirror for you to shatter for fun.
What a joke.

Was that right?
I no longer could differentiate sincerity over sarcasm.
The two lines blur into one.

I'm a joke, am I not?

I was told wearing my heart on my sleeve wasn't good.
I wish I had listened.
For fucksake, was it worth the laugh?

Do I make a good joke?

Well, my angels. When life gives you problems, you turn them into poems instead of therapy. I didn't plan to write today, but at last. Things aren't always going to go to plan.

Anyways I'm off to studying.
Till next time, angles.