The Struggle

I wake up alone, although there are four others around.

I leave for the day, but sometimes not at all.

When I’m fully charged, I don’t want to be alone.

Let me find some people and absorb their pain.

After three conversations, I’m done for a while.

The headphones are on.

I love people and need them around. Without them I don’t feel a thing.

But not right now.

I will hide in my cave, but I will return.

I will stay in the open, for everyone to see.

If I hurt you, then you hurt me and I carry that burden.

You won’t understand, but I don’t need you to.

It’s been four hours and I feel more alone than ever.

All I really want to do is cry.

Back to the cave, time to go home, need to be alone, need time with my thoughts, time to close.

The struggle is real every single day.

With Ni, Fe, Ti, then Se, I tread lightly.

All you really need to know about me is… I am trying.