Social Acceptance
We all need it
Some feed on it
people are not what they seem
I do not fit well in the social scene
At least that’s what I think
Social standing is in the sink
In reality all is fine
Yet for greater acceptance I pine
Are the socialites so cruel
Is it by humility that they rule
Is there something wrong with me
What is it they can they see
I am blind to the futility of my path
The pointless endless graft
Its just for acceptance that I search
Don’t leave me in the lurch
Copyright © Peter Wilson | Year Posted 2007
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