A Lone Rider

I say something and than I look at people and I know that they are not understanding me at all. I don't know if people don't understand me or if they don't want to understand me at all. What people fail to see or appreciate at least is the seriousness that lies within a person in his heart and soul. What hurts more is that when they laugh at things and hurts most when even I laugh with them but than at least it is easy for them.

I than ponder at myself what I do and why I do and why all this? Maybe I complicate my own life trying to reason everything. Maybe my failure to go with my instincts is the biggest hurdle. But than i think I am happy the way I am. Its alone but its good. The road is long and journey will continue.