IntrovertA Poem by Jon Roggie
I have to be honest.
People exhaust me. This might be hard for some to understand. Talking to people starts becoming work. I realize this might sound odd. I am posting it as spoken word. The thing is I can walk away. You don't always have the option, and you start feeling a drain. The shell starts growing thin. You need your form of quiet.
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4 Reviews Added on January 17, 2017 Last Updated on January 17, 2017 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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