Thursday, May 14, 2009

Pan

I seem frivolous: But I only kid about the things that matter. I make fun of the people who matter the most. In my satire is a simple truth - I'm myself around the people I can mock, for the ones who know me know that taking offense would only expose their weaknesses.
I'm not as black as I'm painted.
I have neither the pretense of humility, nor a veneer of stupidity.
Fragile, I am, but weak I'm not.
Laugh with me and the world laughs with you.
Cry and you wash off your own mask.
My words remain true.

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