Interpersonal is personal.

A wonderer in free will.
Like a kite that drifts when wind blows,
and only stays when it finds the way home.

I am not independent but learning to be independent. I am an insecure being but it is the insecurity that taught me to realize that I am just an ordinary person.

Neurotic and unpredictable, I am,
but I am proud who I am.
I will only be deadly honest
because it is the way to find the way home.

There are many roads, but a lot of time we just have to walk on our own.