Introverted me
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Sometimes I wish
Quietness never exist
I wish I can be like the dog
Bark at anyone that comes my way
Or like the bird
Fly wherever I want to
Yet at times
I wanted to be alone
Just me in my own sober time
Reflecting life
Yet days I feel that I am worthless
Having nothing to offer earth
A lonely exile enslave in flesh
Days my stars goes blind
And my nights deprived of light
Yet in this path
I find solace in myself
I heard people called it arrogance, self esteem, pride
But I think it is just me, being me
For it is an introvert world.
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childhood ends with me (a collection of poetry)
Poetrythis is my first work, it is a collection of my favorites poems, written by myself, you will like it.
