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The Punchline

I am the punchline
The source of laughter
An object of ridicule
The words are like knifes in my back
The wounds feel real

A social disaster An awkward communicator
Can see the vacancy of emotion
Like hyenas they come in packs
Bared teeth spitting out more venom
Voices of poison chattering

They burn the spotlight on my imperfections
Highlighting my many failings
Mocking my lack of abilities
Just because I’m weird
Just because I’m strange

They keep it clear I’m not worthy
The glint of hatred In Their eyes
Those fake smiles that follow whispers
In the silence the laughter rings in my ears
I’m the punchline that keeps them happy

 
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