Antisocial me

They call me antisocial

Because I have my say,

I stand my ground

And I won’t go away,

I am the harbinger of truth

And the naysayer of lies,

The passion for which I speak

Leaves tears in my eyes,

They call me antisocial

Because I question all they do

I don’t do what they say

I do as I choose,

If this is antisocial

Then I have some news for you,

I am not about to stop

Challenging and pressuring you in the name of truth,

And if you do not like this

Then I win and you lose,

Because being antisocial

Just means holding different views.

3 responses to “Antisocial me”

  1. summerhilllane avatar
    summerhilllane

    I wish all of us were a little more antisocial and not just take everything laying down.
    I like your poetry very much. ❤️

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    1. Thanks very much your kind words humble me my friend 💛🌟🙏 Faux

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  2. Love it 👏👏👏

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