I hide because sometimes my thoughts are too powerful
I cover up because maybe I’m just too outlandishly humble
I abide in quiet sanctity maybe cause I just don’t want to deal with the ********
I convene in my small space because I just want to be
I sing and dance in my happy place because that’s my way to be free
I don’t hide…cover…abide…convene…or sing and dance because I lack any social ability
But sometimes you just want to be…
Be with yourself and your own thoughts floating on a cloud of everflowing confidence leading to an over abundance of assurance and resolution
If I don’t love myself who else will
So if I come off that I’m not here
If I come off distant or complacent
Or if I even come off like a *****
It’s because I’m hiding…covering…abiding…convening…singing and dancing with myself
And that’s the person whom I love to be with