Saturday, April 9, 2011

I Slowly Learn the Rules (sonnet)

I slowly learn the rules to play the game.
Put makeup on my face and comb my hair,
But somehow, still, inside I feel the same --
A frightened child, stuck, who gets nowhere.
Is there some secret key that I don't know
To help me find a way I can fit in?
Is there some special place I need to go,
A starting line from which I must begin?
Is there some language I don't understand,
Some secret code that only others speak?
Am I the only one who must command
The feelings and emotions that I seek?
Am I completely different from the rest?
Is all of life some crazy form of test?

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