Introvert

A poem about me

He sits alone,
Alone in his room
Never trusting anybody,
Anybody in his gloom.

Daft defiance of,
Of his social needs
Choosing instead the,
The life solitude leads.

He will always be socially,
Socially inept fool
fear of being used,
used like a tool.

Introvert, introvert never,
Never love anyone
Always hide, always,
always try to run.

Fear, fear forever,
Forever mistrust
it is the end,
end of your time with us.