I like to live more in my head than around,
I am an anomaly waiting to be found.
I don't relate much to the drama and gossip around me,
As I do with someone far away, sharing a piece of their heart.
I am a philosopher’s fairytale and a collectivist’s nightmare,
For I choose to question more than comply, for I see more than they would like.
I am also a poet, an artist, a writer, trying to tell my truth,
And I am also an observer and an empath in my youth.
I don't relate much to people around me, for I feel and see more than those in my vicinity;
Thus, I seek my solace in the arms of fellow poets, writers, artists, and the divinity.
For I know people like me exist everywhere,
We don't speak as much with our mouth as with our art—
That's what truly sets us apart.
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 6:33 AM UTC
I like to live more in my head than around,
I am an anomaly waiting to be found.
I don't relate much to the drama and gossip around me,
As I do with someone far away, sharing a piece of their heart.
I am a philosopher’s fairytale and a collectivist’s nightmare,
For I choose to question more than comply, for I see more than they would like.
I am also a poet, an artist, a writer, trying to tell my truth,
And I am also an observer and an empath in my youth.
I don't relate much to people around me, for I feel and see more than those in my vicinity;
Thus, I seek my solace in the arms of fellow poets, writers, artists, and the divinity.
For I know people like me exist everywhere,
We don't speak as much with our mouth as with our art—
That's what truly sets us apart.
For those who dwell more in their thoughts than in the noise of the world.