David Welch Poet Rhyme

I, the Loner, Or An Introvert's Lament

They never say one word
when they can say ten,
they cannot have a thought
without saying it then;
this world we live in,
I, the loner, decry.

They see someone listen,
and then think that they scheme,
that a lack of interest
means you’re surly and mean;
this world we live in,
I, the loner, decry.

They drag you out drinking
when you just want to read,
can’t get in your headspace
or comprehend your needs;
this world we live in,
I, the loner, decry.

See you solitary
and to you they go,
think that it’s a favor,
but you’re ready to blow;
this world we live in,
I, the loner, decry.

They have us outnumbers,
but we have all the guns,
change always emerges
from the will of odd ones;
this world we live in,
we, the loners, design.

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