standing alone

people are often not seen as individuals.

the outer dimensions, the people surrounding them, the partner at their side.

as i stand alone, i feel questions on the faces of others. there is so much unknown about a girl on her own in the world.

i feel the questions of the eyes burn. i feel judgement, curiosity, and ignorance even through layers of thickened skin.  skin i've earned as a warrior of how i've often stood.

eyes see, and eyes judge.  it is what a being is surrounded by that creates the picture. the only picture that human eyes are able to see.

at this juncture, i will stand ever strong by the side of those I love. 

But it's now that i choose to stand alone.