In the quiet corners of my mind, where solitude reigns supreme,
I find solace in the shadows, away from the world's loud stream.
In a world built for extroverts, where noise is the norm,
I navigate the silence, where my thoughts can roam.
The clamor of social gatherings, the buzz of crowded streets,
They overwhelm my senses, my introverted heart retreats.
Small talk feels like a burden, a mask I wear with strain,
Longing for deep conversations, where authenticity reigns.
My introverted soul finds solace in books and arts,
Where words flow freely, and emotions find their start.
In the endless silence, I find my sanctuary,
A haven for my thoughts, where I can simply be.
So let the extroverts revel in their boisterous parade,
For in the quiet depths of solitude, my introverted soul is swayed.
Embracing the stillness, where my true self unfolds,
I find peace in the whispers of the introverted world.
