Glyph Writer Poet Quatrain

Ambiverted

The party is loud,noise in the air
People all around,
I'm sitting down,
Present.......but not really there.

I linger in the back,a watchful eye
In the background,
Invisible
I see many pass me by.

Interest has left,and all feels dull
No one approaches 
Or wants to talk,
My introversion makes me mull.

I could be social,and enter the fray
But it's all a group 
And shallow talk,
No deep conversations today.

No good friends for discourse;
I know all here
But still feel a stranger;
All too well,I know this remorse.

I try to mingle,but I've lost the heart
They all seem so........
Uninterested;
So from the crowd,I stay apart.

I try distraction,for my mind,
The food is good
But not much else,
Entertainment is hard to find.

Why,I ask,did I even go?
My hypocrisy 
Boggles me,
Why I'm like this,I don't know.

Yet here I am,a wallflower;
Unbecoming for a guy,
I think,
As I wait away the hours.

Maybe I'll find someone,someday,
To talk the boredom 
Away with,
Until the party fades away...............





Oh look,they finally started volleyball

            volleyball is fun.......

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