In Defense of Loneliness

 
Here on the periphery
silence is my primary currency..

This view from the edge
is always crystal clear..

From my perch on the side
I see and hear
all the chaos within..

The bickering discordant symphony
that passes for relations these days..

Here on the periphery
feel free to pity me
and label my solitude
as the epitome of being lonely..

But in the grand scheme
I am far more happy
than imprisoned you will ever be