My favorite time of year
It's the one day out of the year
when everyone else wears a mask, instead of just me.
I am reclusive very,
and as uninteresting as dull can possibly be.
Some may hear this and totally disagree,
because they see what I allow them to see only.
They see my mask that I wear publicly
whenever I'm in situations socially.
Behind my mask I am reaching out desperately
to assimilate the behavior of others I have studied
who find themselves entertaining others socially.
Inevitably it all ends up being too much work for me
and so I return back to my life of reclusive solitary
and remove my mask alone at home where no one can see
the reclusive very, retarded socially,
uninteresting as dull can possibly be,