Introvert For The World Poem by Noen Muti

About reasons that require answers of why and why not.
Are we different?
An alienation that soothes the mind with closed eyes.
I'm not refusing to live with you,
The cheerful one
whose life is full of colors.
While I...
I am just a symbol
of despair,
Like a melancholic monochrome
Wandering in urban life,
Searching for a loyal color,
A color that doesn't need words.
I'm not good with words,
Only able to comfort you with emotions.
A question arises in my mind,
Should the rosy life always begin with sweet talk?
Does love always have to be expressed in words?
It shouldn't.
The perfect expression is Sacrifice,
This world is already full of sweet talk and words,
There are perfect expressions woven to deceive,
And then, like a boomerang, it can turn and attack.
You would surely refuse if I only promised thousands of sweet words and then left.
I'm not a poet who can lie through his verses.
I am an adventurer seeking the lost colors from two years ago,
Lost, swallowed by the rogue sunsets that know no boundaries.

What can a quiet person like me do? Loving someone alone is not worthy,
Let alone having...
My life is like piano keys,
Only having two colors,
Black and
White...