I endeavor to refrain from writing when melancholy
Besieged by depression and fears
Unwilling to share with those narrow of mind
The shadows that beleaguer and taunt me
Or upon fragile pages shed my tears

Being a confirmed introvert
Withdrawing from society when the demons of violence beset me
Rather than offer up misunderstood explanations
Avoiding social approval or condemnation completely
Thereby deflecting biased conclusions and questions

Introvert or extrovert the genre is of little matter
Who is the stronger
Or conceals it best
The first or the latter

The introvert suffers in silence quite openly
Unable to conceal the pain
While the extrovert dons a broad smile
Pretending to be light and gay


The similarity that constitutes equality between them
Is that they both fall prey to sadness and sorrow
Tender hearts that will shatter with but a word
Unable to envision the future of tomorrow

I endeavor to refrain from writing when depressed
Besieged by doubt and fears
Unwilling to share my insecurities
The shadows that dance and haunt me
Or upon fragile pages shed my tears


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