How is it possible to be upset watching my peers hang out, having the time of there lives as I sit here alone constantly being jealous yet I like to be alone.
Wishing I was there, yet too stubborn to open up.
Even if I opened up, the fear of being judged and disliked overcasts.
Then admiring those who don't give a damn of being judged(disliking them at the same time) wishing to have such mentality, but that seems almost impossible.
So I stay nice, yet why am I still home?
Is nice not enough? Maybe it's just simply me.
So I stay alone.
Hi, it's been forever I know.
Just had some thoughts I needed to jot down.
Have a lovely week.