As I sit here, I ponder.
About life and death, about dreams and treamours.
About fear of living and desire of accomplishing greater things.
I isolate myself to think, to plan, to try and make sense of a world that has lost its sense a long long time ago.
I feel alone in a crowded room but I feel complete with so few
If noone can truely see or understand me, then I'll let them keep trying.
I am what I am and tha's why I sit here and wonder.