MY SOLITARY NATURE

MY SOLITARY NATURE

I live with the hills

and talk with the skies

I keep a Dog as pet

with such there is no threat

My only real companions

been this way since a baby

how can I explain you 

my solitary nature

I walk alone, yet still not alone

I got trust issues

I can see right through

my advantage-poetry- that is true

I barely leave the house

now where would I go

I feel I have no friends

no one comprehends

I can write all day 

about my solitary way

how I never fit in

when t'was time to play

being  so misunderstood 

time and time again

this the way I am

so I cant pretend

My solitary nature

is the reason I write poems

the reason im selfish

and kind in the same breath

I get many thoughts while in solitary state

imaginations my best teacher

I see far so I stay far

I hear much so I talk less

that's the way I am.

Don't ask me why I have no 'friends'

don't ask me why I walk alone

I have no home, no solid bone

I talk with whoever when I roam

Im here and there like the wind

I find more joy in my own world

more connection with my own soul

more conversation in my own thoughts

I am one with myself

I walk with myself, talk with myself

I am what I am

my ways are not your ways

my thoughts are not your thoughts

I am separate and unique

the truth is what I speak

I belong in my thoughts

in imagination, in creation

I speak things into existence

I say and I do

I am one to one

I and I all the way

I have no crowds I stand alone

I mingle in crowds but im my own

my solitary nature

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