Lone

In a crowd of familiar faces
In a room with no one around
In the fellowship of brotherhood
In the bonding of a family
On a street in a foreign land
On a journey with other passengers
In a fight alongside companions
What it seems to be may not be what it is
The more i see, the less you know
The more i know, the lonelier i become

Some people are born to be loners. I guess i'm one of those chosen ones. Not to say i'm an antisocial, rejected with no friends. Just i wonder, of the long list of names, how many of them really know stuff? Most care less... some attempted and failed...several tried and still trying... few succeeded.

No one to be blamed. I guess i'm not meant to be understood vastly. Somehow, over the years, no matter how hard i've tried, often it comes back hard on me. Especially those that i truly wish they can breach in, and i tried to open doors for them, only the doors were shut back, by they themselves. Not that i've not tried...not that i've given up...just tired, you know~

Miraculously, the chosen few successful ones cruised in without much effort. So should i still attempt to force people to get in? What seems to be impossible is not so impossible after all~ The question is...to let it be, naturally...or to make things happen, or at least to try to make things happen???

Even better, some don't get in, yet they know, they feel you...This bunch often made my day. This bunch i treasure the most.
Is this universally applicable to life...or is it just the life of mine>?
Cheers to those who feel me, cause i feel them too. In their midst i denounce lonesome. But somehow, over the years, i learn to adapt, to draw strength from solitudes...or is it a blessing, or a curse? Guess there's only One that holds the answers to all these...

* If you don't understand a thing, it's normal dude, it's not meant for you. But if you do, do drop me a message. I'll buy you a drink...Cheers!


Written on April 24th, 2007