I'm hungry but I don't want to see faces
The outside life beckons me but breaking the judgement of first glances holds me behind a door
It's sad to say that my comfort zone of personality is one that appears wrong to others. They must wonder why I frown and put my head down but the truth is that I'm constantly having to put it on like a show....
But you know....they could just not give a damn.
My desire is to sit with a drink staring out with whatever look I want on my face. Whatever shape my face makes that feels comfortable, I want to look out at the world and contemplate even if I have nothing bad to ponder. Even if all my troubles have passed or if they are nothing when compared to those of others, let me sit and think...just think about the world but be in a space that all can share. Just let me be. Let me be let me be.
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