Socially Awkward
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?