A BLINDED SMELL

Contest Entry- Regarding the inability to smell

It is humanly impossible not to like myself,
I live to my own rhythm
Unable to smell my own breath
I live in my own stink
Made up of choices,
I am who I have become

It is impossible not to like who I am
I may not like the choices I have made
But I am content within myself
Finding ways to justify the means
Unable to smell my own stink.

But the more I must justify
The more I stink
Others around me, keenly aware of the stench
Sometimes even offended by the nasty residue
Yet, I never understand why people hide from me