Arrogant Hog Poem by Anurag Talukdar

I don't like the crowded places,
I am usually content all alone.
Though I can talk a lot on a microphone,
But usually, I prefer the company of my own.
I do like people though,
I too yearn for some friends.
But as I talk too little,
I come across as an arrogant hog.
But give me some time,
Let me reassured of your bond,
Then I turn into a chatterbox,
Speaking my mind nonstop.
And you would be left wondering,
What Devil did possess my soul?
A common occurrence in the life of all introverts,
A compliment we are regularly bestowed upon.