Description: I wrote this eons ago in high school. I wasn't really as depressed as it sounds when I wrote it. I was reminded of the poem when I read blu kitten's poem The Joke Is On Me (I think that's what it's called).
Why Am I Not Laughing -------------------------------------------
Why am I not laughing?
This question's searing me.
Why am I not laughing?
Everyone else appears to be.
Everyone's looking at me and laughing.
Should I be laughing too?
Did I doze off during the punchline?
To me this humor's new.
What is your opinion of this comical situation?
What do you think of this type of joculation?
I do have a sense of humor,
I guess I'm just not amused.
It's just too hard to laugh
with feelings so bruised.
I'm being laughed at from the front
and from behind.
I'm being laughed at frome the sides
and it's affecting my mind.
I feel I'm being laughed at from above
The worst feeling of all
and I'm hoping with all my heart
that it's just a wrong call.
Throughout this rant
there's one conclusion I'm drafting:
My life's a big joke,
Why am I not laughing.
I understand completely what its like to feel as tho you are being laughed at and you have no idea why, or whats so funny about it
i hope things are bvetter now, siorry it took so long to reply
it is sad if people really look at you and just laugh. but it seems to me like you are just being over-dramatic about the whole thing. i don't want to come off sounding cold, i just didn't get any real emotion out of this poem.
Submission Name: Why Am I Not Laughing
