Solitude "The birth of great ideas" NFT
They say you need people You need the help they might render For this, you'd need to conform Pretend to be who we are not Wear a smile but beneath is a frown Make jokes to disguise discomfort And they think you a hoot, a proper clown But then all you want to do is get out Away from the crowd, back into your own space They call it a shell but it's home to you A different species but expected to act in the norm Now I'm triggered, writing my own narrative For I enjoy my time with myself And myself wouldn't lie to me In Solitude, I am better In Solitude, I can exist as whatever.
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