Being Liked

People seem to take to me and like me Something i do not or can't understand However well intentioned be that even based on pitty and sorry As personally i myself Can not abide the thought of my own company As i think and speak of only thing's that steal the will to live And could make a divorce willing to give her cheating no good ex a second chance I hate the sound of my own voice so much so I'd rather cut all the grass in central park in a mid- winter blizzard with a pair of scissor Wearing nothing but high heels and crotchless women's undies If i was the last person left on planet earth i'd plug my ears and take a wow of silence