When people see me
Am usually alone
And they think I lack friends
They actually feel sorry for me
Lol how ironic
For I feel sorry for them
The truth is
I have more friends than I count
But then again
I would consider a tree a friend
I never felt the pressure
Others felt
To fit in
I have watch people change their whole personality
To fit into a group of so call friends
I was always a rebel
I have learnt while young.
That people try to make themselves happy inside
By doing external things
But like a pill it never lasts
So what I do
Was make myself happy inside
Alone
And makes the external world
Makes more sense
So am happy
Just on a different level
Everyone pecking bread crumb
I decide to go to the wheat field
Less crowded
Want to be happy?
Then just be it
It really is that simple
