Tribe Wanted

An old soul in a young outer shell,

Some days a blessing, some days hell.

Solitude, my closest friend,

Mostly welcome, though I do contend

with wanting escape from my cozy cave

which sometimes feels more like a grave.

I long to connect with other souls

but how do I weed out all the trolls?

In this world of selfies and auto-correct,

artificial everything and looking #instaperfect,

it seems I don’t really belong

but then again, I could be wrong.

#poetry #oldsoul #solitude