May 17, 2006 17:33
"The Last Laugh"
The joke was on me.
How long ago the joke began,
I do not know.
How could I not see?
Was I blinded by the white smiles
and fake comradery?
Was I betrayed by the side glances
and whispered words?
I thought I was happy,
surely I was?
But how can one be happy,
when they are secretly unwanted
and utterly alone.
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