I get energized by being alone.
At work, at home or on that stone.
To create a new idea, I need your light,
For exploring my thought in that night.
Being extrovert, it drains my energy by talking a lot,
I prefer to be introvert to express my feeling I've got.
It embarrassed me to give my opinion by saying lies,
In my loneliness, I feel a sense of pride and happiness.
It's my way to speak my fluency language in stillness.
I value the knowledge from my elders,
In that book and my professors findings.
On my pillow, I try to understand my beliefs,
Is my favorite free time to solve my mistakes,
And another way to fight my unexpected sadness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem