Sad Face

Can't I have a sad face?

You want a smile plastered on my face.

Can't I have a frown on my face?

You want a smile pinned on my face.

Am I your doll?

I have not a life of my own.

Am I your toy?

I have not breathe on my own.

Life?

What is that?

Living?

Who is that?

Can't you hear the roaring silence eating me alive,

You don't see me, or won't see me.

I am covered to the hilt with your fake gold.

You can't see me, you have your blinders on.

i

(composed June 23, 2011)