My Own Tribe.

Why does fitting in need to be a matter of changing who I am?

I can create my own tribe of sacred hearts –

the scar clan of wounded warriors.

That dance to the beat of a different drum…

That are kind, yet not most socially appropriate

by some standards…

That are quiet, reserved, and deeply introspective.

We rise and fall, yet through it all

We stand strong, firm, brave.

Lone Wolf, far from the pack.

We stand alone yet united

by our love of solitude.