Introvert’s concern is oneself.
Extrovert’s interest is on others.
Ambivert is a combination of both.
I’m more or less all of the above.
.
I know who and what I am.
I have not much concern of my
nature.
I can see that people are lost.
Humans are walking-dead confused.
Everywhere is quarrel and chaos.
The world is in such a lonely status.
For one to shed light, he must be
burned.
Solitude has the heat of a melting
iron.
.
I love the world and its people;
I do love having time with chums.
I’ve wasted precious moments for
friendship.
I have fun being of service to
someone.
I had risked a lifetime for the
oppressed.
I raised my voice for those who can’t
speak.
I’ve done much for the world to brand
me careless.
I am everything but not truly
selfish.
.
I can be relentless for what I
believe.
I can’t go against those that I
revered.
That which I love most I can’t fight.
One of which I love is being right.
Truth is a friend that keeps me
alive.
A dear friend told me, He is in my
heart.
In the end, the thing that truly
matters,
Is that that lingers inside.
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ArlenKali 120116
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