JESTER

                I act in a quizzical manner

                Speak, like a joker

                But nobody could ever try to discover,

                That I’m just a smile-borrower

                I used everything as a sort of merriment,

                I’ll never stop though I’ll be an asphyxiating object

                But if someone will calk my mouth with gravel,

                I’ll thank him, for in silence I longed to travel.

                I rest by…

                Making a needless jest,

                You tell me that I’m the best

                ‘Cause I made you forgets the test.

                I will always be a merry-andrew;

                A guffaw’s crew

                And grin is always on my body’s menu

                But joy will forever be missing in my heart’s quarto.

                You always hear me laughing

                But never heard the echo of my heart which is totally suffering,

                You usually notice me smiling

                But never see, my tears falling.

                All what I am wearing is a kind of guile,

                I used these just to walk some mile

                Yet, I am wishing than even once in a while

                I can wear a genuine smile.

                I will be lost in my sanity

                If no one will try to help me

                ‘Cause I really want to be,

                That JESTER that you always see in me!