The world pulses with noise,

A befitting raging guise,

Silence is an unwanted entity,

In the world's reality,

The juts of steely haste and hassle,

ingrain itself into the world's paste,

an introvert shuns the noisy epistle of life,

loved and hated for the silence that sometimes causes her strife,

her unspoken words are threaded into a veil of letterings,

that create a tapestry of divine dealings,

in the supposed dullness of the introvert,

lies a robust county of life that seeks to impact,

the magical journal of colorful rhymes and lyrics,

the embodiment of her Introverted life's mystic.