Goes on

In a room full of noises
I am the dumb
the voiceless
the unbound
the likable and
the unacceptable
while i'm weak they love me and
and when i strengthen myself
against those who misuse the only likability
they've known,
because it's oh so unusual,
while they fear those mad like them
they can call me the mad,
what they are,
so they can fear me too
and like no one all over again
unless of-course only to gain a like and many a like
so that goes on..
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