I scarcely talk in enormous gatherings of people or if you are a stranger to me. You can only see the genuine me if we are close. I love to smile and laugh a lot, in general.
I hate when some people get so close to you, that they reached the core of your body...
and still leaves you hanging on the edge...
I dislike sharing my issues with people particularly when they ridicule me.
I'm a person who listens to people's problems and helps them as much as I can to overcome them. I believe no one should be judged by their story and still I feel remorseful for doing it.
I enjoy being alone a lot but I am very outgoing and social, I am shy, awkward, clumsy, weird...
But this is me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem