Dear Extraverts
Dear Extraverts,
In a crowd of people
I am alone
But I am not lonely
All around me is peaceful
In a circle of friends
No, I don’t say much
But I can see your mind
I can see your thoughts
I sense you, perceive you, understand you, comprehend you
When I’m not talking, the voices in my head are screaming
When I am silent, my mind is alive, active, burning
Don’t think that I’m shy, rude, or lonely
I have seen your eyes, your soul, your mind
My mind is awake when my tongue is asleep
I am not dozing
My mind is composing
Yes I am an introvert
But don’t think I’m not alert
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