Better Out Than In

So here I am..

A man bereft of a plan..

Desperately seeking
that most human feeling
of belonging..

I stumbled upon
the coveted after party
tucked away 
in the exclusive part of town..

All the cool kids were inside
doing all the special things
that the Beautiful People do..

Maybe they could be me
and I at long last
could find social acceptance..

The bored Minotaur
guarding the door
with great intimidation
barred my admittance 
to the hedonistic festivities
cause I was deemed unworthy
due to my lack of participation
in the original boring soiree
where paid dues were collected..

I inquired to the now agitated beast
if an appeal to this decision 
could be expedited
and grant me an exception
for my prior coolness ignorance..

The freaky behemoth let out a sigh
then shared his version of wisdom
on pathetic despondent me..

"Seek not the company
of those shallow creatures
who not only roll phony
but are more miserable than we"
my new friend whispered softly,
"For deep down they know
the camaraderie they share
with their fellow dancing bears
is as fake as they".

I thanked my fellow outcast
for such profound thoughts
and never again
sought to be part of the scene
that's all flash and zero substance