Self

 

There was once a day where i could awake to the comfort of knowing where I belong in this world. Where there was always a warm welcome to me, and whoever else conformed to, well, everyone else. That oppurtunity has long passed since I began to believe in what we all agree matters most, myself, yourself, what we know and see as right or wrong, your choice to decide which you choose to be, in any and all of lifes choices and obstacles. 

So with this change of lifestyle I found myself surrounded by unaccepting "individuals" which fail to live up to that word. Fail to live up to the word I see as most important. This word that gives a person there identity, and without that I cannot see myself respecting someone with no "self" to them. Therefore I don't need this once sought after comfort of acceptance, because accepting myself and the always overlooked "truth" I know exactly where i belong.