In a world with 7.8 Billion people, I feel alone.
Connection is what feeds my soul.
It brings my cells to life.
I desire it, equal to oxygen.
Yet, I am afraid to request it.
It's a silent secret I keep deep inside.
Now and then it pops out of its turtleshell.
am I safe? can this person be for me and not against me?"
On my saddest days, will they still support me?
Or Will they too, silently want to destroy me?
Will my positive outlook on life irritate them at their core?
Will my ambition and drive to get things done be misconstrude?
Maybe they will see my loving, kind soul and rejoice with me.
am I willing to take the risk
or continue to smile alone?
Could I wait and let it be and repeat what is meant for me will be.
The right people will stay, support my ability to slay, and give me a hooray!
