When I reach into that little place in the back of my mind, where I am alone and individual,
I am happy for the one moment that I am by my self before I get lonely.
Then resurfacing, to face the endless school days,
the piles of homework and the forgotten commitments like signing up to a singing competition that I begin to dread auditioning for.
Then I realise that I was content,
if only for that moment,
when I was by myself,
floating in a pool of thoughts and unspoken emotion that I will never be brave enough to voice but will remember for years to come.