It’s like looking in from outside
Being alone even within a crowd
Never being able to escape my own little corner of the world
Never truly belonging or have anyone belong to me
It’s just like there is a remote place within me which no one can ever touch
I love being this way most of the time, but sometimes
I wonder if I’m doing myself a disservice. I have been in a rut lately,
So, I wonder more often.
But then again, will anything good come out of me putting myself out there?
People are so insidious; they say one thing to your face and plan another behind you
I really don’t want to wonder about the intricacies of other people’s mind;
What makes their world tick and my place in it
I have found that this is the only way I know to live
For, no matter how hard I try, I just can’t break through that mental barrier
So don’t judge me, you have no right to determine my value
My life has just begun.
I do admit that it’s good to socialize, especially if you have to make a living and you sometimes need the (re)assurance of other human beings
But, there is bliss in solitude.