The life of solitude is often unfound, While the joys of this life are often profound The best company, most certainly is that of my own Pitied often And frowned by most My existence is as transparent as many a ghost I laugh and enjoy these moments alone While thoughts of tranquility Surround my own I'm happy with me What more can I be The best company is one that's with me.
I am a recluse. Those who know me best don't understand this side of me.