Experiments with Solitude

I wish people knew me better than they do.

Something that only I can wish, 

Being tired of the solitary bliss.

It's Time that I give it a miss

And depart with a goodbye kiss.

Onto solitude I can only think of saying "Booo...".

"Welcome to the world", did I reside in you?

Seems familiar yet so new,

Saturated by the enchanted crew.

They talk to me, but I talk to few.

Again in my lonely heart, isolation I brew,

With the clatter all around,  with all the cry and hue.

Away I fly to the abode of the silent cuckoo.
Somethings are as they are,
A hornets nest none should stir,
Consequences vivid with an unhealing scar.
Wish I didn't go really this far,
I wish people didn't know me as much as they do...