From Solitude

Sat, 11/29/2014 - 14:56 -- jrb2015

Location

I am from woods

Behind the house and around the school

With people sometimes but mostly in solitude.

 

I am from fantasy

Tomes, stories, and tales

Harry Potter, The Belgariad, Lord of the Rings

All types of books, but fantasy's best, undeniably.

 

I am from beautiful minds that are cursed

With ideas that could solve all the world's problems, even the worst,

But because they can't share them, to keep their thoughts they are forced.

 

I am from paranoia

Without any base

From psychiatrists who gave me pills

Some who tried talking with me

And some who said, "Kid, just buck up, face your fears, and shut your damn face."

 

Finally, I guess, I'm from nothing, nobody.

In the end I'm alone,

And that's just how I like it.

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