I am an ambivert,
Half free, half alone,
Caught between two opposing realms,
Stuck, trying to settle.
At times,
I don’t know what I want.
I crave light but flee the glare,
Seek silence, yet drown in it.
I yearn for connection but fear the cost,
To be known, but not fully shown.
I long for both darkness and light,
Shadow and spotlight intertwined.
Stupid, right?
I desire extroverted dreams,
Yet yearn for introverted comfort.
Sometimes,
I feel like I belong nowhere,
A stranger in both worlds.
Neither here nor there—
Just in between.
There are moments I grow in crowds,
Where chatter and laughter are my tune,
And the bustling world feels alive.
Yet, I crave solitude,
Even in the extroverted realm.
Other times,
I sit alone,
Lonely yet content.
But still, I gasp for connection—
Not the fleeting shadow of an introvert.
I feel like a puzzle piece,
Fitting both realms,
Yet belonging to neither.
Being like me isn’t a curse,
It’s a blessing too.
I can savor both worlds,
But the pain of not belonging
Chokes me.
Sometimes, I don’t know
Who I truly am.
I exist in both realms,
Yet call none my home.
I walk alone,
Hoping to find my place—
My realm.
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The Sadness With The Light Of Hope
PoesiaPoetry book explaining the sad feelings and emotions experienced by people. Provide a deeper understanding in certain things.
