Being around human beings tires me.

I struggle to speak, but I love conversations.

At the end of the day, I just need to be free,

Away from all those tedious celebrations.

I find my peace in being alone,

My adventures are found inside of books.

I'd rather sit in my plastic chair than a throne;

For I don't like admiration or looks.

Expressing myself in words is impossible;

I long to speak, but they must approach me first.

I have so much to say, my mouth is full.

My overloaded brain is about to burst.

Now I'm home, now leave me alone

Now let me curl up and think, think, think.

I'm exhausted down to the very bone

I desperately need to think, I'm about to sink!

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• Date written: March 20, 2017 • Word Count: 128 • Line Count: 16 • Stanza Count: 4 •