The crowded places
The blurred faces
The incessant noise
The lack of poise
The demand for air
People I cannot bear
I wish to go home
I long to be alone
"She's quite unsociable," they say
I want to get away
Retreat to the safety of my room
Unsociable girl, the role I assume
I'm more than sure everyone has felt this way at one point in their lifetime. People and crowds are overwhelming, and that is far from your fault. Every person needs to recharge their social battery before the battery dies.
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Poems of an anchor
PoesiI'm a poet, and yes, I know it I am very fond of poetry and writing. I'm the kind of person who never verbalizes my feelings. I prefer to write them down, transforming them into literary works of art. Words bear comfort and catharsis for my heart an...
