I am not sure why I linger around,
at this place, at this time,
at this point of my life.
But I certainly enjoy myself,
with the silence, with the peace,
with me, myself and I.
The world out there is different,
so dark, so scary,
so grim for me to accept.
Yet I put on the earphones and walked out,
totally drained, totally senseless,
totally me for these couple of months.
Maybe this is not me, not for me at all.
Maybe things will improve, not stay stangant.
Maybe I am just imagining things.
There are too many maybes, what if..