Rebooting

At some point I have to believe I am lucky enough,
To have all of them around me, willing to stay,
Willing to mean something.
I was never the kind of person that neglected others.
I may sometimes push them away, in a need to be alone,
Though I am well aware I never am, never was, never will be.
They help me get by, they understand me somehow.
This is why my skin shows what I value the most,
I would have never made it through without it.
I am glad things seem to be working out,
In an always confusing and twisted way.
Who cares?
I do. More than I wish I would. More than I wish they would.
Living is such a complex task,
After all these years of trying,
I am still learning like a child.
Maybe someday I will feel complete,
Not by a single person as many like to believe,
But by all these great souls I have managed to keep around me.
They bring me joy, they show me there is always more.
More than you can see,
More than you think you know,
More than you will ever be able to believe.
And for that I must keep going,
For that I must never let my intelligence leave me.
Feeling, living, breathing.
Thinking.
Perhaps I do must reboot.
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