Misled

Gently I fall

Shrieking in my ears

these screams dont

even begin to 

describe my fears

failing and falling

one and the same

feeling the freeing 

breaking sensation

that life happens

to be a game

each gem of an eye

can clearly see

we are not what

we are always

conveyed to be

less likely to 

conjure a smile

than the likes

of a dirty flea