Some people are decreed with it.

Yet some actually never dealt with it all their lives.

Some cant stand it.

Yet some cant live without it.

Some avoid it at all costs.

Yet some actually really like it.

Some cant shake off it no matter how.

Yet some would love to experience it.

Some have no issues with it but would prefer not to have it.

Y some just need it for good.

Some hate it.

Yet some can't live without it

Some just wallop into self pitiness by thinking they are always stuck with it.

Yet some just stay nonchalent about it.

Some...like me, though scare of it but is already accustomed to it.

Take it away from me and I will feel nauseaous and suffocating.













I am just talking about solitude.

I think it is somewhat necessary for me...sometimes.