I think because of my vulnerability,
My epilepsy, my disease,
I don't like to party with people I don't trust,
I obviously don't trust myself?
I think because of my insecurity,
I avoid people who judge me,
Because, you know,
I really don't judge myself enough.
I think because of my modesty,
I don't like to drink,
Well, rather, I don't like to be drunk,
I've seen it enough.
I think because of my curiosity,
I don't like to be tempted,
Not stupid enough to take drugs,
I like my real me without the chemical "ease".
I think because of my comfortability,
With my life and my own company,
I'm truly off the idea of continuous parties,
Every now and a again it's fun but not all the time.
I think because I really know what I want,
Travelling has shown me that,
As much as it's been fun, it's not the ideal run,
I want something more than nomadic freedom.
I think because I didn't want any regrets,
I packed up all my things and left,
Strangely now I'm suffering from regret,
Leaving may not be my best decision yet.
I think because I was told so many times,
Travelling is the best thing you can do in life,
I believed it to be true,
All it's done is take me far away from all of you.
I think that maybe because I'm new at this,
Maybe I'm being weak,
Is this something all travelers go through?
Am I supposed to to overcome this or follow my real cue?
