I can never be an Ambivert,
Many times I got an Introvert mind
and extroverted heart,
It can be Sometimes,
or it can be a Zillion times,
staying in my soul...

You Know this extroverted kind soul
got an Introverted rude personality,

I don't know why I feel this more
every day and night a lot,

as Sun raises and Moon sets
I realised it was my nature,

I can't Share things easily of my own life
I spoke a lot, and laughed a lot with Strangers...
I feel an invisible immense in talking
to them,

what a strangely amusing thought to
be a Stranger's companion,

How it can be?

I don't know their past nor they knowmine,

Known peoples know me, I listen well
I liked being with new Peoples
than old buddies,

I got oldest Friends to talk
and newest Strangers to chat,

I love writing whatever my imagination let me explore in mind,
also I liked exploring the world by traveling through foot and heart,
to not settle in a place stayed in mind
yet, I can't miss my home so long in my heart,

Because I got my family back to live
I loved nature more than mankind,
I got a bad name with good stories too
my life was puzzled pieces of two different Puzzles, yet joinable but very confusing and interesting,
how path I choose will be my Journey
and what heart and mind I got
I never thought it out to be bad,
it's good, I let be myself than comparing.

And I know I'm not an Ambivert
yet I can't define me in words,
to define is to limit your powers...


© Hazel