Who Is She???

She’s a performer of forms


On the stage of life she dupes


Not the stories of people


But a story of her own






When she’s with friends


She’s a clown


So she can be popular


And be renowned






With other friends


She’s a chic


It’s the rule of the cool


To be panache and slick






When with her intimates


She’s shrill


They like her that way


She’s a delight and a thrill






The people who see her


They wish and they yearn


So they could be like her,


Popular in each of their own turn






But when she’s sleeping in the night


Those tears flow from her eyes


And she cries and cries


In her lonely heart, thinking-


“Who am I?”