Everyday feelings of love and hate
Everyday pains I’d like to negate
I’m sick of this world trying to bring me down
I may be a fool but i am no clown
I think its time to remove my mask of stone
For beneath i am but flesh and bone
And start to walk among the free
For only then i will find the real me
So if you’re looking and i am not found
Just put an ear to the ground
For i may be close or i may be far
Or perhaps I’m that beautiful shining star.
This poem was written/submitted by C.Young.