Socially Awkward

Thu, 10/24/2013 - 21:26 -- KateN

Is it wrong that I’m still a single integer?

That I think love is the feeling of waking up one winter morning to find the ground sparkling white, covered in snow?

I have standards, that’s all. I’m afraid of being linked to someone.

I don’t want to be “Kate and” anybody. I just want to be Kate.

 

Is it wrong that I enjoy solitude once in a while?

There’s a difference between being lonely and being alone.

Besides, when I’m with people, I’m forced to face that nagging feeling…

Am I doing this right?

 

Is it wrong that my head is in the clouds?

I almost wish my feet didn’t have to stay on the ground.

I like being the heroine of my own stories, daydreams or not.

It sure beats being a background character, a face in the crowd.

 

Is it wrong that I’m wondering this?

Should I just let things happen? Am I overanalyzing?

Somebody please help me out here?

Am I screwing up?

 

Is it wrong?

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