Shy... Reserved... Conceited
Always to yourself, will flirt, or ain't with it
Well I'm more of a
I'd rather, ink my thoughts on paper
Than share it with people
Encourage myself than search
For an equal
Cause see, at a young age
I let the bygones be bygones
Dazed by the taste of my vision
I encourage you to try one
I'd rather, stay home and vibe
Than head to a party
Count all your scars and freckles
On your body
Damn see, I ain't trying to sound corny
But I'm tired
Of the interpretation of us being lonely
Since I'm secure with myself
You can't accept that
My knowledge is my wealth
And you can't digest that
So I spit on your face
With my lethal words
You're reeled into the thoughts
Of the introvert
Cause look, I'd rather
Be admired for my perks and skills
Than brag bout some shit like smoke trees
Pop pills
All I'm saying is you've got the free will to do you
Which ain't me, so I'll keep up with that I do
I know my worth
My Goddess energy flows
I don't have to speak much on it
The crowd amongst me knows
-KKalypso💋
