the WRITE Balance

Its curious how alone one can feel, almost invisible, when surrounded by life and very visible to all.  With no one around to look over my shoulder, its easy to slowly stop, only contemplating, but never doing.  How easily it is for me to despise those with the overflowing emotion that never end. Yet, I am that person.  I embody it in everything I do.  My emotion overflows into everything. I despise those who hate my emotion.