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Bigger And Better


"Look at you, just sitting there

Say nothing do nothing

What's wrong?"

 

What's wrong?

I'm an introvert

In an extrovert's world.

 

No time to me

No time to be free

Of mind of body.

 

My mind is my temple

An escape

A paradise of seclusion.

 

To others

A hideout

a fortress of exclusion.

 

I must be bigger

I must be better

Can't stay on sides of crowds.

 

Fabricate the strength

Fabricate the smile

Fabricate the conversation

 

Do anything to be an extrovert

My kind is looked down upon

A lone consciousness in a hive-mind world.

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