Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

Always alone, with my thoughts, my books, and my music. I've tried to smile, to speak up loud but I'm drowned out. I try to help make ideas but I'm shot down. I've tried to stand out and show my passion but it's never enough. So here I sit, alone in the stands, watching the world pass me by. My thoughts haunt me so I put them on pause by playing a tune. My heart screams for something more, so I soothe it with a story. I'm happy to see you all have each other, I just wish I did too. Do not fret about me, I'll cheer for you while I stand to the side. I'll be fine here with my thoughts, my books, and my music too. I've learned that it's okay to be alone.