The introvert

Life can be lived with hope or despair

Yet, we expect it to be fair

How to determine what to do next

When our heart and mind are filled with such unrest


To whom do I turn to find assurance

Provide me the much needed support and solace

What have I done to deserve this in the first place

Even my silence is at times mistaken


When will people realize that I am an introvert

Just need someone patient enough to understand

I know I am not a bad person

Yet, I made to feel I have done something wrong


Deep inside, I know I am shaken, not broken

But I will not let the faith in myself waver

As I have taken blows quite often

I still remain hopeful for a better life and future

 

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