It's kind of funny, huh?

Isn't it funny,

One normal as I

Can step through the streets

Living a lie?


How the cheer and the blithe

That my face proudly shows

Are quite often masked,

The fake eminence glows.


Each footprint imprinted

On concrete sidewalks

Secretly begs for 

Sunlight unlocked.


Desiring beams to unfurl

From their cage deep inside,

The keys never shown to

One normal as I.





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