People perceive me as the shy, quiet one becuase of it....so not true.
I just stick to myself. I can't grow like that. I know it - I feel it.
Especially if I want to grow as a certain person in life...I must surround myself with the people who live the life I want to live. People who show such good example of what being a good person and good warrior is supposed to look like...I can't do this if I stay held up in my house alone.
If I retreat from the world...keep myself to myself.
I am such a loner. I ran with this angry brotha once...I told you all about that a few times....I felt for this brotha so and I really connected with him. Together so much. All the time.
I so much hated the fact that he was a loner. He stuck to himself all the time. It irked me so. Yet we were crazy about one another....we both spend so much time with ourselves that I now realize it is not not unusual that we spent almost every single day up in each other's face.
Two loners...kindred spirits. We always felt alone and accepted it. We felt we could trust no one....no wonder we felt so hard,so fast...so real...so short.
Maybe we grew tired of each other finally...we grew tired of ourselves. That's what it boils down to...the effects of being alone...the will to be alone...it's a choice.
The wrong one...we must fraternize with our brethren and sistren.
I can't stand off to the side any longer. I must come out into the sun...along with the others.
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