Ambivert – Written Wednesday 22nd July 2020 (Aged 45)


in my head,
recognition feels like something special
but when i wake up to daylight
the background
feels friendly and more welcoming
i am caught between the two
help me decide upon a point view
in my head,
i am the recognised talent
but then absolute anonymity
feels like a most progressive friend
and the capture,
where i am recognised is just the end
in my head,
i just want to hide away
and be left alone to my own devices
just my own company, quiet and still
inn truth, all those are my true vices

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