Large events give me a bad reaction.
I’m not a social butterfly.
In any way.
I’m not a bird that flies with a flock.
I am a lone wolf.
Others make me sad.
They make me cry.
It’s the way I am.
1 is company, 2 is a crowd.
Anxiety and panic Fill my world I become manic.
My favorite time, Is my own. When I’m alone. Absolutely alone No one nearby.
Being lonely gives me Life…