Luby

������������ I want to say “I don’t have to explain myself” but then I feel as if people think the worst of me. I do things that are difficult to explain. A lot of times I am trapped in the past, and many times I have a different world inside my head. All these things separate me from everyone else. I feel alone when no one understands me, but I know if I was another person I wouldn’t understand myself. I want people to accept me for who I am. Many times I am a mystery but it doesn’t always mean I am scared or keep distant. My reasons are far beyond imagination of a second person. I am very reasonable and my reasons don’t have to be explained, for they are what I am.

������������ My independence is my curse and my gift. I lived through tough times and my experience brought me to this location. I was sitting on a chair of my past and I walked the same steps as I did years ago. If only someone had strength to wake me, but no one claims my being. I am not owned but rather self attained. It hurts to take actions against ones desires and the price I pay you can’t imagine.