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watch your step
by Rhyana Fishertoo many words gnawing inside
but no one sees these thoughts that hide
behind the smiling mask i wear
..(it's impolite to sit and stare)
a clown is what i've come to be
but no one really wants to see
the person hid inside the suit
..(don't bother dear, the point is moot)
make the people laugh today
feelings don't matter anyway
let them forget themselves a while
..(you've put me in your psycho file?)
perhaps this day you might be right
i never did belong in light
it hurts and shows up every flaw
..(who was it that you thought you saw?)
i find the dark a perfect place
nobody there can see my face
no judgment made by prying eyes
..(if you don't ask i'll tell no lies)
it's far too hard to just be kind
odd concept for the human mind
but in the end, it matters not
..(the door's right there and thanks alot) 04/09/2003 Author's Note: subject to revision. found a better title now at least. should it be who is it...or who was it...that you thought you saw? can't make up my mind and keep switching back and forth. garrrrrr. all input welcome.
Posted on 04/09/2003
Copyright © 2024 Rhyana Fisher
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 04/11/03 at 02:11 PM Excellent flow and rhyme. Great job. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 04/13/03 at 04:05 AM This rhymes so well and expresses the thoughts that normally tend to hide in CROWD situations. I can see the CROWD and the INDIVIDUAL face to face. The CROWD without has to be ignored. And the only way to ignore them is to keep them in good humor in crowd situations by simple role playing. The CROWD with in has to be fought with a predetermined suggestion as to who would be the Winner. PIty the CROWD rather than hating. haha Nice poem, Rhyana |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 05/03/03 at 09:26 AM This is an amazing piece! Great flow and great rhyme. Loved the lines between brackets (adds to its dimension!) |
| Posted by Rommel Cruz on 05/11/03 at 12:36 PM i love this. i read this with sadness and sarcasm. great read! |
| Posted by Alex Smyth on 06/12/03 at 11:45 PM I love the contradictions in it, and would not change a thing. The rhyme hurries the reader thru and shows then the door at the end, just as your words indicate. Great poem! |
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