Yriskele

Why do I speak in rhymes In these depressing times, With riddles fit for a king, Why do I dance and sing? I dance and prance Unsure in my stance Juggling my life up and down Always laughing but wanting to frown. I long for love and love for long, Yet no one answers my song! My disfigured face, stained with tears, Destroyed after all these years. I make others laugh, others giggle While what I ask for is simple. Yet no one understands me, They don't look beyond what the eye can see. So here I stay, lonely as ever Here I stay, saying something clever Nothing changed, nothing ever does, Everything is as it always was.