Sink or Swim

Theres a comfort in leaving all you know behind. Because when it comes down to it, you belong no where and anywhere and with no one in particular. When the ones you choose to be with are satisfied getting high leaving you alone at the bottom, what choice does one have but to leave? When one feels as though theres no one in the world just like them. What then? Be true, be yourself, sink or swim. Sinking involves settleing, a fate I cannot fathom and swimming well that involves work. Is it work to be yourself? How easily do you change yourself to cater to those surrounding you?

I wonder if people have gone their entire lives living as someone else because they had no one to be themselves with. Being yourself is the easy part, finding those to share the gift of who are and what you have is the toughy. So do your thang, smoke it drink it, snort it because lonely it may be theres always a comfort waiting in a country road on a starry night.