Yes I may be loud at times but I speak quietly with you
Yes I may appear nonchalant but care deeply about you
Just because I'm social doesn't make everyone my friend
I may have love for everyone but only for you my back will bend
I may share things with others that may appear deep
But the details and shameful things I give to you to keep
With others I enjoy conversation and chemistry
With you I enjoy the security of our built history
I may enjoy the limelight but I also need you by my side
Extroverts can tell who comes along just for the ride
I may at times appear to not take any one seriously
You're the one I'll fight to keep and would do so fiercely
Extroverts appear careless but they have insecurities
Being a social chameleon isn't their only ability
Just as an introverted person doesn't let just anybody in
We're the same, but when we do we're in it till the end.
I'm the one who never stops talking
who fills silence
before it can swallow me whole
i make jokes out of heartbeat pauses,
turn strangers into friends
before the quiet remembers my name
Because when it is just me
and the walls
and the soft hum of nothing
i hear everything I've tried to outrun
the thoughts that whisper
"you're easy to forget"
the echo's of laughter
that sound different
when no ones left to hear.
its not that I hate being alone
I just don't trust it
it looks too much like loss
it feels too much like
standing in an empty room
and realizing the light
was never yours to keep
So i stay loud
bright, alive
hoping the noise
will trick the shadows
into thinking in not afraid
But truth is
when the crowd dissolves
and my reflection is all that listens
i still reach for someone
who isn't there.
And every night,
before sleep pulls me under,
i wonder-
if maybe i talk so much
because silence
knows too much about me.
Extroverted
Ebullient, my outgoing self is like an
X-ray of my innermost
Thoughts. I enjoy taking the
Risk that I am putting myself
Out there for others to
View my soul. I expect
Everyone to share my life while they
Resign
Themselves to listening to me fancy myself
Erudite on every subject, exposing my
Demons and dilemmas
I wanted to be her
So that everyone will like me
I decided to hold my guts together
So I can be the bird set free
I tried and tried and tried
But no one appreciated
My own soul became my other side
I forgot why I was created
Then one day she was proved wrong
And maybe so was I
Maybe I scraped my own self with the fork prong
And filled her in hope of something high
I forgot no matter what
I am good and will be good
I don't need to be someone I not
As long as I stood
I totally forgot I will be I
And she will be she
From now on when I look at the sky
I will wish for the six year old me
she runs down the hall
she is meSsY
she is LouD
she is an extrovert
no, she is not
just because she is not shy
does not mean she sometimes wants to cry
being sad and feeling low has crossed her path but I bet you didn't know
stop
stop degrading people based on what YOU see
stop guessing my emotional IQ
because there is more than what meets the eye
because sometimes I want to cry
even though I am not shy.
I wait by the mine
Outside the camp.
Between us, the pinyons
Slash and partition
Your fire, like fence posts.
They keep me at bay.
Here in the shadows,
I think I know you.
But, in the flame of life,
You dance with all.
I won't be to you
One other to twirl.
If you should feel
The pull of the silence,
The call of a private heart,
You'll venture beyond
The grove of sentries.
Then we together
Might prospect for gold.
Extrovert Who Has To Hurt
Trump have heard is an annoying extravert;
Abuses people and always does like to hurt;
Gifts never give;
Swallows like sieve,
And he even has caused us to lose our shirt.
Jim Horn
Can i drift away in your silhouette?
or just stare consciously at the road ahead
for technique is lucrative in the battle
but whats a battle if you're already dead
listen carefully
I'm planning to subvert the misfit
who is unworthy of the crown
but sovereignty doesn't appeal to me
in all honesty if darkness attacks
all i want is you beside me
the love would be all the protection we need
but when your gone i would be...
waiting for the second coming
and you my goddess
are made in my image in likeness??.
You are the extrovert
And I, the introvert
So, what can I do
In order to win you
Should I subordinate
Or should I dominate
I really don't know for sure
But I do know my love is pure
So it should do no harm
To use all of my charm
To lure you
I adore you
Assertive,yet not aggressive
Bellicose or bold;
Dynamic yet not dogmatic
Our character unfolds;
Emphatic and energetic
Enterprisingly keen,
And so happy to be seen.
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