chapter 79 : alone

surrounded by many
wistful conversations buzzing around
my head.

noticing, paying attention, realizing
that my journey isn't like most.

worry and fear drive my actions
while never truly allowed to just
be.

i wish i could let it all go...

engrained unconsciously
are the traits which i hate to possess.
they lead me and drive me and lie to me
day in and day out.

they steal the enjoyment that i long
for and the peace
i sincerely crave.

i could blame them
but why?

who would i be without it?