I have people I know. Some are good to me. Some are good for me. Others…

I have people I know. Some are good to me. Some are good for me. Others are kind of like back drops, indifferent. Sometimes I feel alone. Sometimes I'm happy in my solitude. I know I'm not all that different than a lot of folks out there, but where are they? Sometimes I feel elite. Sometimes I feel like gum stuck to the shoe of society. Sometimes I feel like my 'friends' page is a beautiful log from a separate world to which I don't belong. A place I can only read about and not take part in.