She's friendly

She's friendly, a little bit crazy but nice and kind. We once have a conversation, yet it seems that we are distant. I may not yet have a grasp of this thing called life, but I realized she's friendly and nothing special about that conversation.

She's the one with sister like caring, hope that I don't screw things up again. I may be the awkward and weird introvert person in the corner of a room, but with those characteristics I pray to god that I wont be a burden to anyone. And still in hope that no one will get annoyed with me.

I am not anti-social, I am not avoiding conversation, I have short string of words in my head, but the notion of people may not get me is partially the issue for me not saying them out loud.

I guess I should not in search of friends as people search for love, because friends that would be there for me in good and bad moments is better than vast numbers of acquaintance. Nonetheless, I shouldn't locked up in my room.