An Introvert

“Yes, you met an introvert”

 

They said, she’s not a call person

She was counting on you to find

her telephone wire. 

 

Always talking up a storm in her mind,

but quiet is what she’s given.

Wanting to learn and meet new people,

but the fear of public speaking holds her behind.

But the world will not understand, the world will not understand. 

 

She does have trouble opening up

have tried many times and now she has finally given up

But the world will not understand, the world will not understand. 

 

Speaking words that stayed unsaid,

a pleasant talk inside her head.

Someone dear listened to her,

and now they know she’s not what the world thinks about her.

But the world will not understand, the world will not understand. 

 

She’s fierce and strong in her own ways

Sorry if she seems quiet and shy

Perhaps, you haven’t been 

properly warned about her. 

But the world will not understand, the world will not understand. 

 

Super sensitive, shy

and beautifully complex.

No amount of words could ever describe her. 

But the world will not understand, the world will not understand. 

 

Lost in her own world,

She’s confident and funny in her own ways.

Talking to strangers drains her energy,

Spending alone time refreshes her mind. 

But the world will not understand, the world will not understand. 

 

Heart always on sleeve.

A loving girl, but gets hurt easily. 

A chatterbox by choice 

But the world will not understand, the world will not understand. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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