'Court Jester's Mask'

Foolish remarks and acts, was this all it was? A cry for help, a heed for trust. A smile of wealth or a snicker for the tricks laid out as such.

Oh, how poor this court jester was? Like a masquerade, no one knew what it's true feeling was. Not even the jester itself knew what to feel when it must.

A feeling of hope dispaired quick, even pain it longs just to see itself once more.

Oh what if the court jester was simply a deja vu?

[One shot]