• deezy_depoet 10w



    Quietly I sit in the midst of a crowd
    Unnoticed by the world outside my walls
    Where the rays of socialization don't reach
    A solitude built for myself
    Set upon an addictive foundation of loneliness
    Laid with bricks of self consciousness
    Bound together by the fear of coming out
    And what lies beyond my retractable barrier.

    But I seem to find a sense of belonging
    A peace and quiet
    For in what most people term as boredom
    I find home
    And though occasionally my behaviour is questioned
    Never have I truly understood myself
    I guess I was made this way
    I'm just messed up like that.