On My Down Days

I feel like a trainer at a dog show,
Dressed to impress,
Confident I can win,
My dog a filthy mutt
Among purebred extraordinaires.

I feel like a clown,
Smile painted on my face,
My exterior merely a show put on for others to laugh at,
Something that is fake.

I feel like an asteroid,
Floating through space,
Bound to plummet into the next atmosphere I come in contact with,
But for the moment,
Floating carelessly into oblivion...

I feel like a lone wolf,
Howling to the moon,
Breaking the eerie silence night brings,
Forever to be hated for what I am not.

I feel like a child,
Gazing up at the moon,
Dreaming dreams that will never come true
Hoping when there's nothing to hope for.

I feel like an apple,
A rotting apple,
Sitting under a tree full of ruby beauties.

I feel like a tiny seed,
Floating through the air,
Tossed and turned with a force I cannot control,
Gliding among great oaks
That I might never become.

I feel like a crow in a flock of lovebirds,
Ugly and alone,
Loved by no one,
A nuisance to all.