This would be, giving in, to the calls, of conformity………
Too eager to belong, I’m new here, and, so desperate, to make new friends. Too eager to belong, and, I’m just, too desperate, to find a place, with love, something to share, with someone special.
not my photo…
Too eager to belong, there’s no way around it, filling up that emptiness inside, and, as the days drew on, you’d felt, that urgency, gnawing you, making you ache on the inside, until you just, can’t, take it anymore!
Too eager to belong, it’s quite common, for us, to want to identify ourselves with someone else, anyone else, just, to prove, that we’re not, ALL alone on our own, in this big ol’ world, but, if we’re still not whole yet, how, can we find people who are wholes, that can be with us???
not my photograph…
Too eager to belong, that yearning started again last night, as I lay in bed, in the moments I was about to, drift off into dreams, I felt it, that sense of calm, that much-longed-for peaceful state of mind that I’d looked high, and low for, and yet, before I can grab a hold onto it, it’d, slipped, away again………
Life, the Obstacle Course 