Introvert

We observe before we strike

Thoughts connected before they exit

Perhaps interactions are awkward

Or sometimes we think for too long

We are introverted

Most likely grew up silent

Overshadowed by louder peers

Or have hardened over the years

Some of us are cheerful

Smell of lemons and lavender in the air

Others a tad nihilistic

With cold, undaunted eyes

In the end

We are introverted

Our energy comes from within

Our brains a soundless library

Even if we appear socially extroverted

It's quite the opposite

Adoring one on one conversations

Ears perked for others

Reflecting in pools of water

Perhaps a bit too self-aware

Unwinding with multiple music genres

We are everywhere on Earth

Sometimes hidden in crowds

In the library

At a tightly-knit party

Raving at concerts

Or typing on our bedrooms

Independence is our last name

Or perhaps it comes once in a while

At our absolute best

Thinking before we speak

Elegant and well-mannered

Knowing our social limits

Unwinding at the right time

Knowing our identity

At rock-bottom

Rash and irritated defense

Constant fumbling with words

Forcing away from crowds

Struggling for peace

Overthinking and existentialism

We all some of these traits

We are introverts