Despite Logic

Despite all my poetic words... Despite my logical reasonings... I am human... And I am frail... I realize that... I am no friend... To you... Although I have tried... The emotional connection... Has made it hard... For I am not open... To anyone... But you... So you see my true self... For all its faults... And hopefully know... There is some good left... And unfortunately... I feel as if I am the *******... Because I know I am... And I hide away... And have done so before... Because I am me... I think for myself sometimes... Before others... Because I am so used to being alone... And I forget... That there are others... Other people with lives... And families... And then I remember... I have been alone too long... I have forgotten important things... Life is important... Living... Family... But I do not... Really feel that way... I want more... Maybe my own family... Maybe an adventure... I do not know... And that vague ambition... Is why I struggle... I have no idea... What I want... Only dreams... That fill my mind.