wonder if I’ll ever feel like I’ll fit in
if I’ll ever find a tribe that knows my name
the more I grow up, the more I think friends and people are unnecessary. but undoubtedly a huge chunk of my soul longs for it deeply and deeper.
maybe it’s because I moved so frequently during my adolescence, or because i didn’t get the typical American college experience.
but blaming it on external situations is cheap, and i have too much respect for myself to identify as victim. i want to play fair. I am strong and these times have been clothes for my soul.
a tribe that knows my name
like a Wolfpack in the mountains, eyeing for protection or a flock of birds and the rhythm of their wings
even animals display loyalty- when will I discover this? Is this not for me?
No. “discover” is inefficient. I want to create. Lord, give me the lone wolves wanting a pack, the lost stars wanting a galaxy for their own.
We will create, and be the tribe that knows your names.
a tribe that knows each name