Popularity

Alone in a darkened room
full of people,obsenities
screaming from my every
pore, amidst the silence.
Hidden behind a smiling,
idly chattering, mingling mask.
Popularity is the weapon of choice,
Thrown around like spare change-
with name dropping and table hopping.
I am a hetro person in a homo
person world.Idividuality is a sin
And I am society's puppet.