now you see me

if my smile is ten gigawatts
(that's jig-a, with a -j)
and you can't recognize me
under sunglasses, you say

then how would you see
my in can de scent rage
my angstified musings
on e lec tro nic page

my great mind mutely screaming
throwing cell phone at wall
my whole shtick simply acting
not so admirable at all

i won't throw a tantrum
i won't lose my cool
i won't care that i actually
didn't really go to school

my all-contagious joyfulness
surely lit from within
see, you get a lot of light
burning up 'neath the skin