A party of Pleasant strangers

Why are you even here?
Said the judgemental bitch
As I judged her bitchily

I was upset at the time.
(I don’t
Iike my bare nerves
And she refused to share in my
Icy stare.
And she left
Before I did

I had tried to make myself feel welcome
I had!
And I received many warm smiles and loves
That I returned with desire-less eyes
As if there was a switch turned to
The ‘off’ position in my side

There must be something somewhere that fills me!
Or am I just broke?

After all
It was an

Afterwards I asked myself again
Like a judgemental bitch
Why am I even here?

I don’t know.


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