Words Can't Cover Me

Sit And...

Do you ever just sit and think?
Ponder the things going on inside your brain and wonder about what happens outside your four walls or even to someone else?
It feels like I've always just sat here and thought.
Fantasized.
Day Dreamed.
And all that it was was me sitting here in the loud silence of my bedroom or The Path or somewhere I felt alright for a while.
But once I leave those places I never stopped thinking.
It's so odd to me when people say they need time to breathe or think or time to themselves.
Weren't you doing that before?
Don't we do that constantly?
And it doesn't make sense either because the people that usually ask for it are the ones that complain about being lonely.
And when offered someone to talk to or spend time with they ditch out or they have to constantly take breaks from the environment.
Yes, I know that I am one of them.
I just don't understand why we do that.
Or why we need those little moments just to get by during social interaction time.
Probably a logical explanation like anxiety or something like that.
My brain just constantly thinks that there's something more to the story.
And it just gets covered up because they're afraid to be honest.
We're afraid to be honest.
If you told your friends that you didn't like them very much, or that they made you uncomfortable in some way, shape or form then most of them would get offended.
So instead you simply tell them you need a moment to recalibrate yourself alone.
And when they question what's going on you become defensive or flat out lie.
Just to get by deceiving their eyes.
It's odd and it can cause pain.
But we do it anyway.
Even though we aren't all the same.