I jest, I laugh, I smile a lot

because jesting, laughter and smiles

smooth the waves, make things easier

for the knots are tights, the paths

and minds keenly felt, quite solid

and I cannot move the stars

for they care not too much

for insignificant me, the outward appearance

is not what lies beneath the shell

as surely you must know,

and what lies beneath is simply me

a reflection of you underneath it all,

I think we are quite alike,

whoever you may be.