I can go days without talking to people, and it’s never personal. I just be chilling. I can wake up every day, not exchange a word with anyone, and be completely fine. I really live in my own world.
And when your laughter gets so quiet
And you don't know the path
Into another dream
Where trust was never lost
Where answers stay
Wrapped in soul cloth
And every bridge was crossed
Enter this moon gate
Find yourself
As you used to be and belong
Loved for yourself
At peace.
Seeking that soulful rain
When I couldn't see grays
When each emotion was in colors
And I felt light
Pulsing heart tunnels
When the leaves stirred
On dancing memories
And the moon spoke
In twilight rhapsodies.
Nobody really talks about how your personality changes as you get older. You stop caring about impressing people, you just want peace. You want rest, balance, and to stay far away from anything
or anyone that drains your energy.