I don’t like people
I’ll never understand why people like me
A popular loaner
Is what I’ll always be
I love my solitude
And my solitude loves me back
I’m not even really a nice girl
But I guess it’s my quiet that they lack
Just because I don’t say anything
Doesn’t mean I don’t see
But it’s in the minding of my own business
That somehow keeps me free
The more I mind my own
The more they seem to flock
The more I crave my time alone
The more they tend to stalk
I’ve always been the weird girl
Doing things my own way
Yet they never leave me alone
They always want to stay
About the Creator
Nailah Robinson
Author, Mother, Wife, Sister, Daughter, Cousin, Daughter In Law, Sister In Law, Friend, Grand Daughter, Niece, Teacher, and Student. I am so many things to so many people, but in the end, I'm just Nailah.
Comments (1)
I am weird too, I hide away from people as much as i can. But weird is good, different is the new natural. Did you mean 'loner' in the third line, have another look, the poem is lovely.