Alone. Artist. Thrive. I do.

Never alone.
Not allowed to be a stranger.

Dripping away from fear of being alone.
Just tired of feeling that.

Standing on the outside.
Looking in.

Seeing I am never alone.
Running from the longing.

Standing here.   Hoping.

So much quakes inside.
Walk away from the control.

Standing, just not alone.
Coming down the road in hopes of
a bigger dream.

Not allowed to be a stranger
yet I feel that way no matter what.

Time. Patience. Courage.

Standing here.    Longing. Hoping.

A sigh vibrates inside as I just
say, no worries.

Never want to be alone.
Yet its a need sometimes.

Alone.
Encouraged.
Loved.

By myself.
But not lonely.

Standing here. Alone.
But not sad.

Here. Alone. Being myself.

I smile. Learn of the independence.
Alone. Artist. Thrive. I do.

How about you?