The Joker

Why did it hurt me
When it made you laugh
For the way that I walked, talked, and lived
To be the joker so that you could laugh?

Why did I like the same
When I expected you to laugh
At the words and acts, I expressed
As the joker so that you could laugh?

Your laugh alone wouldn’t hurt me
Your words alone wouldn’t hurt me
So why did it hurt?
To be the joker so that you could laugh?

Was it that I saw wrong?
Was it that you did wrong?
What if both of us were not wrong?
What a puzzle it is
About being a joker so that you could laugh

– Nimeshe –

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