AUTOPHILE
I am all by myself quietness and serenity I love me time to process thoughts the world is too cruel to give hugs thorny hands to pat your back I love my solitude my mind calmly analyzes self awareness in high alert I expect nothing from anyone I have already made disappointment my guide in my quietly corner I cry on unreciprocated love and care people only support you when it’s beneficial be careful when a handicap offers you a hand love is limited, hatred is unending the world is not a safe space a solitude for violence and gore a closed mouth increases his span your words makes or mar you your death hovers always let me be all by myself the love I give myself is enough people’s love is with terms and conditions fake smiles and questionable traits I am born in the wrong era @talk2leigh (X & insta) 8:59am 16 April 2026
