Thursday, March 4, 2010

Shydom

I wanna be a social recluse, wanting to hide away from meeting people, afraid of the abrasions in the absence of touch; fearing seeing the unknown in the familiar; unwilling to keep pace with the flow of people's lives.
I want to get away, be with myself, stay with myself, and live for myself.
And why shouldn't I?

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