Fooldom - Poem by Patti Masterman

Never could tell
Play fights from real ones;
Friends favorite line was,
'And you believed it! '

Some words are brick walls
Erected just to block my view
Some words are chameleons
Hiding behind fake stones

Maps more useless to me
Than compass without needles
Couldn't blow bubbles, whistle
Turn somersaults

Writing's no proof
Of any kind of competence:
Parrots can string words together
Knowing not of what they speak

And horses can add by hoof beats
Fish swim in a school-
Why must I be the butt of that joke
They call, self hood?

I can only laugh at self
That unlettered court jester
Who will never be a sophisticate
And when kissed, will never turn
Into any sort of royalty
Fairy stories be damned
I was always a fake human being.