As I was sitting down where the nature belonged,
with my eyes staring into the screen of the device where I was writing something down;
I was asked if I was a loner,
I replied I’d like to be called someone
who gives less to the people, and more to me and nature.
I added, that we all are lone wolves trying to fit in the world
by being a part of something we consider is bigger than us.
I had so much within me but all that came out, was
“I like spending time with myself so can please leave me alone?”
Most of the time I am considered a person who has a cold demeanor,
or someone who doesn’t give a shit about the world around her,
but to be honest I am just a girl who shies away from the strangers.
I am someone who would look at her feet or would be found fiddling
while being in a conversation,
not because I am not interested but out of the lack of confidence.
I am usually given names or have been labeled,
but I am happy to be seen as someone I am not, rather than the one who is mostly puzzled.
So instead of showing the vulnerability of my soul, I tend to roll
with all the things that people think about me,
and that’s how I became the arrogant me.