Creative Writings Poem

Either Way, I’m a Star

Clumsy, clumsy me

for what I used to be.

I’m a jester in a circus of life.

Unaware of reality

So gullible

So naïve.


I traced back to my past.

Looking at how funny I am

to trust whoever nears me.


Fancy, fancy me.

I’m the main course of a ballet show, or so I thought.


I looked back then, I knew

My friend isn’t with me, nor for me.

They’re just there

Waiting me fall

Watching me fall.


I used to think that I’m a star

of, at least, a fancy ballet show.

But in reality,

I’m a mere jester in a circus

Whom they wait in line to see, 



Either way, I’m a star,

The fallen star to be seen

And to entertain.


Author: Valentina Pascalia

Editor: Desca Geovani Kristi, Ruth Tirza Arina (QC)

Illustrator: Kenar Syalaisha Kanayana

Leave a Reply