There are many misanthrope out there.
And I’m pretty sure I’ve met some of them too.
You the ones that just come up to you and you smile and they glare at you.
But I’m sure some are hiding it well just to get by in the world.
But once they are behind closed doors they ignore everyone and everything.
Only to be seen once Monday comes around.
And then it’s glares and soft spoken words of why do humans exist and why won’t they all just leave me alone.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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