Inconsistently Anti-Social

These people around

They’re wearing me thin

I can bear them for not much longer:

They’re obnoxiously extroverted

They talk more than they think,

With depths of thin-crust pizzas

Conversation of substance is a dream.

With their curtsies and hollow courtesies

I don’t wonder they have no time

To get around to the stuff that matter.

But umm, what is this stuff that matters

Ought I not, being not them, have it now?

Yet this disdain and superiority

Seems to hide only longing

Because despite all of this, you see

I need for them to like me.





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