Tawnylogic

I was probably always asking too many questions, never providing enough to others.

It very well could have been my over done perfume stinking up every room.

Or my eye contact making folks uncomfortable.

Time and time again they give my friendship up.

Well known, well versed.

Incorporated might even be a good guess of what to call it.

Why do I feel like the loneliest woman in the world when I belong in so many places.

Maybe I'm a bitch with big expectations residing in the wrong reality.

Where do I find my balance of being equally present and void of dissociation.

Realities come clear when you sit quietly absorbing the atmosphere.

Back at it again, this may as well be my greatest experiment.

Fully consumed with madness, doing it over and over again.

What have I learned, I couldnt even call it.

I know for one thing if you feel it, its to some degree true.

I like to experience the multitude of energies flowing around and through me.

Is it so bad I dont want participate.

Just want to sit and observe, I'll give more of me when most necessary.