Sunday, 9 August 2020

I, an introvert.

I feel at home in my own company,
But in a crowd I feel all at sea,

I can't stop talking when it's you and me,
But on a stage I am stupefied like a tree,

I dissect the words that are spoken to me,
But miss the unsaid cues that are there to see,

I am an open book don’t judge me by my cover
Grounded I stay and live not in an ivory tower, 

I may not sing to the tunes of this world,
But in solitary peace no grudges I hold! 

Walk my path if you have the strength 
Just hop along don’t fear the length.

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