The Real Life Joker !

Wondering on a lonely evening, the thoughts came to a stand still;

Why is it always me, was the question?

Or was there a chance that your mind was as thoughtful as mine?

The doubts in my mind were pretty serious;

But you did not do anything to clear my fears.

It was me who cleared my ends always,

Even after this, my hopes were high,

But I never realized that I am still a little child at heart,

And a child’s desires are often too true to be achieved.

I still went on the same path, with a smile on my face; 

In the very hope that I might one day get a chance to look life from your side;

But what I never knew was the fool which I was making of myself,

I thought myself of a joker and laughed at myself,

I wish I would have realized that you were laughing on me and not on the jokes;

Everytime I smile and let it go thinking there shall be one who would value this joker,

But what I often forget is jokers are to be laughed at,

And not someone with whom you share.

I did not stop there and went on with whatever tiny strength I had,

That one day either people would value me;

Or Envy me.

That one day either people would value me;

Or Envy me.