The only time I feel free is when it rains in me while I'm in my solitude. It's too much of I's and me's isn't it. Who can blame me. When all I have is myself to drown and raise over and over again. Even when I can't move. I was forced to push myself off the ground and grow. I refused. Believe me. I got tired of everyone just picking me and leaving me to rot. My resolve to be a wild flower came to an end. But I don't feel comfortable leaving this world unresolved. So I decided to cool myself with a walk in the woods. Again. Am I growing cold with each scar? Maybe. I still feel everything deeply. How is it possible. I wish I can just turn it off. But being a human we are meant to experience each emotion to have a personality. Now I have too many. I do pick by situation and person to survive of course. Are you looking for my true self ? Me too! I hope we figure out by the end where you and I will end up. Yes, you. I am a personality inked into this world for your solace. That's our secret ! 🤫
