Why must I be subject to your ridicule? You don't know me, you don't love me. Why must I play the fool? Who am I in your eyes? Just another idiot? Someone to be laughed at? Why am I so ignorant? And why must you always come back? Leave me to be outcast, for you that's how it is. For others for the ones I trust, my love is not dissmissed. If you say I shall be exiled, well so be it then. Pursue and Pervert me, until ,it meets your ends. Always if I'm to be your Jester, then everyone pity me not. A useless battle you fight for yourself, a battle better left unfought.

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