I feel like if I didn’t talk
Nobody would talk to me
Not like I give a fuck
Just speaking on what I see
I’m in public, with you, her, him, they and me
Everybody’s walkin in pairs
Got only myself for company
I analyze and can tell I’m not like any one else
Comfort in being alone like a lone book on a shelf
Don’t lunge, budge, or attempt to do extra
I’ve realized to open up is how somebody can wreck ya
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Author:
asrealastheycome (
Offline) - Published: July 24th, 2018 19:20
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
They wreck you because they don't have your depth. But deep people cant be in familiar company for long without beginning to open up can they. So i understand your self protectionist point of view.
One could spend years being similar, yet yearning for closeness.
You explained it vividly. I feel this mindset is a lost art
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