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
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