Me

My whole life has been a merry-go-round of distancing people and craving their intimacy, While I am not busy hating the world, what I seek from it is a little empathy, Whining about burdensome relations but keeping them close, clutched firmly, A paradox in the man who loves being alone but always fears being lonely. It’s a constant fight between trying to love people all the while hating their guts, An unending see-saw between wishing people happiness and trying not to be jealous, Sometimes everything in life is so crystal clear, sometimes nothing at all makes sense, A struggle to reach the doors of bliss, only to find the keys missing in the end. ...