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