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Humanities Mask

Surrounded by and drowning in humanities crowd

Feeling physically sick from their stink

Deafened by their babble, spoken so loud

Senses overwhelmed by people, I can not think


Trying to avoid the curious stares

Trying to ignore all fingers pointed

While being stung by angry glares

With the disgust of the unfriendly, I am annointed


To ensure my loathing can't be seen, I hide my face

Ears and nose blocked to try remain pure

I must keep my mask on to blend in with the human race

For I am an ungodly, hideous beast that has no cure


At times my mask slips and my revolting face is shown

When it happens, they stare and point at the disgusting freak

Making me wish that out my ears, my brain could be blown

That was I could fit in with the masses when they speak


Forced to live in a world where I don't belong

I will just have to make due, no matter how unfair

I must keep this thing on the rest of my life's sad song

This is humanities mask that I am forced to wear.


©Josh West

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