Introverted.
I am
peeking with eyestalk.
See
they are
judging me now.
Shell
to protect
my fragile self.
Superiors
seem like
inferiors to me.
Speak
when needed
to offer expertise.
Wait
until lights
focus laughter tonight.
Extroverted.
friends are
waiting for me.
Living
life as
a closet ex.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Still liking it. Quirky and interesting.