The View

Took en out of my element not by force but by choice,

Where there's no feedback when I speak my voice.

Cancellation equals isolation from my outer nation.

It's survival of the fittest now but I'm out of shape

and all I have is faith.

My subject of social interaction died exactly 76 hrs ago

And some think I let go.

I've may just have overdosed off of boredom

wanting to buy friends like I could afford'em.

I subtracted the problems of the multitude

and dealt with mines in solitude,

And changed my attitude in a scared but anxious mood.

Sometimes I wonder if anyone from the outer nation can solemnly show affection but on the other hand how much fun can I have with myself:self reliance.

Am I my motivator creating life through simplistic word's skipping over passionate word's and verbs that pushes my thoughts further to the curb scared to say a word so I speak through hidden words dealing with life away from from people and my speechless words.

Hidden truth through words that you never knew because it takes me to get to know you.