Musings of an Introvert

Maybe I've screwed up somewhere
Surely others would care
To tell me if they've had
Some problem. I'd be glad --

To talk and sit once more
Ironing out things those once adored
Fickle as life may be
Falling on tragedy

Loyalties dashed on a moment still
Betrayal -- Leaving until
Loneliness tries to break a clockwork heart
Rusted, sundered, and torn apart.

To where screams and screeches of silence roar,
At the lifeless body among the more
A place meant for few
Shunned, true --

Me, the b*****d who stayed and stood
Up against all that he could
Against those he thought so near
Now, so very clear

I don't quite mind being alone
For its a taste I've always known
Though it seems like I've stopped at stared,
I've merely realized who truly cared.

Even if it cost me Friday nights
I couldn't stand the fights
The drama, the nonsense, the disrespect behind backs
The full on bombardment of attacks

Now stand me, my angel, friends of few
Of those some old, some new.
Just because my days now stay
Home-bound in the best way,

Doesn't mean I'm depressed or lonely
As I'll always have my one and only --
And people I may never face-to-face say
'Thank you for being my friend today.'

I don't need senseless 'glitz and glam;
For it remains the noiseless sham
No matter how well its dressed up to be
That way of life...just isn't me.

Author's Note

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