When people see me

Am usually alone

And they think I lack friends

They actually feel sorry for me

Lol how ironic

For I feel sorry for them

The truth is

I have more friends than I count

But then again

I would consider a tree a friend

I never felt the pressure

Others felt

To fit in

I have watch people change their whole personality

To fit into a group of so call friends

I was always a rebel

I have learnt while young.

That people try to make themselves happy inside

By doing external things

But like a pill it never lasts

So what I do

Was make myself happy inside

Alone

And makes the external world

Makes more sense

So am happy

Just on a different level

Everyone pecking bread crumb

I decide to go to the wheat field

Less crowded

Want to be happy?

Then just be it

It really is that simple