The Social Introvert

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Alone in a room full of people
Cacophonous voices all talking at once.
I try to think, I try to speak,
My words are drowned, my thoughts sink.
A million people but I am one,
Content to sit alone
Rather than be part of the mob.
I can't hear a word
When someone tries to talk
I seek solace in my head
But refuge there I find none.

Oh, let this torment end!
Let me be at peace!
Caught in a whirlpool of endless noise,
Adrift in the storm
With no hope of release.
My heart grows faint,
My sight begins to dim,
When a lifeboat of grace
Comes to save the day!
A text on my phone,
From Mom:
"I need you right away!"

Free!!
At last, I grab my coat
And to the door I run,
Arms try to pull me back,
I shake them off
And I am gone.

I lock the door of my car
And sit in darkness a while,
Finally peace,
Finally quiet,
I've found some silence at last.
True the text was a diversion,
A little white lie, I admit.
My mother doesn't really need me
But early we had agreed,
I had to get out of there, fast!

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