Hmmm...shall i succumb to silence?

I miss the past.
The past of space and the escape from reality.
Not a need to be in the realm of human interdependence.

I have to learn to be silent. Silent is peace.
Just smile and make peace.
To hear, to listen and to make peace.

Have I lost my touch with the little ones?
Have I lost my touch ?

I'm writing this and I am confused.
Confused of my emotional rights.

The emotional rights of depositing my love to whom.
To many who wants and I want it back too.

For the future,
I'm back then I want to flee. With His blessing.
I'm not bother to be in pair or be it ONE.
As, I have them.

This year, I shall be engaged.
Engage to them, engage to charity and engage to fulfill my dream.
In short. I'll be busy.

Today I'm writing as the confusionist.