Social Suicide

Stare at the ground, 

Never look up, 

Never make a sound. 

Eye contact cannot kill, 

I don't care how you feel. 

My lips are paralyzed, 

I've committed social suicide, 

I cannot say a word, 

That's always been my curse.

I can't help that I'm an antisocial freak, 

I just always feel so weak, 

But I know that I'm strong, 

Even though I don't belong.

Every day is judgement day, 

But don't listen to what you think they say. 

In this life you can't survive, 

No one ever gets out alive.

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