Sometimes life is a pickle jar
All of the thoughts and questions,
Unable to be decided,
Just stuck in the jar of your head
You try to decide.
But you can't decide.
Should you join the group
Or not and risk forever being an outsider.
But why, why is it so important to get involved
I enjoy my life and don't feel the need to do so.
I am not lonely
Or in need of friends.
So why can't I decide?
Why is it so bad to be an outsider?
What even is an outsider?
Someone who doesn't care enough to get involved in school activities,
Or someone who just simply doesn't want to.
Why can't I decide?
It's like a battle going on in my head.
Hell, it's the civil war!
Guns firing and cannons rocketing and bombs exploding!
And neither side seems to be winning
Only loosing more and more soldiers.
But what do I do?
To stay and be comfortable with the company of yourself and risk becoming an outsider
Or, to join in even though you don't want to?
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Thoughts
PoetryIdeas, thoughts, guides, suggestions, sheer nonsense and randomness of my bad (but sometimes good) brain. This book will never be completed because I will never stop thinking.