Poem of the Day:  Life Of An Introvert 

I want to hangout with my friends but I can’t.  I want to be at home alone playing my video games, man.  I got plans to lay around on my couch, binge watching Netflix series and living carefree with no doubts.  I have a hard time going out.  Socializing at a bar just seems like that’s something I’m not about.  Most of the time my head will be up in the clouds as I ponder my existence, if aliens are real, and what I plan to do once I get back to my house.  I’m weird I know.  I don’t feel like I fit in.  I’m wondering half the time am I even consider a human being.  It might sound silly but the thoughts I have put me in a class by myself separate from all the billions of people living.  Don’t even get me started on my lack of relationships.  Dating is a concept that I just seem to struggle with.  Always juggle the idea of dating or staying single.  Like yea a woman would be nice but then she’ll prolly talk to damn much.  A lot of nothing stuff coming out of her mouth meanwhile I’ll want to talk about government conspiracies.  Let’s be honest, who the hell wants to hear someone go on about how the food and water supply is poisoned.  Thus single is the zone and the place I call home.  Being an introvert might seem tough or rough but my life is awesome, cuz honestly, I just don’t give a fuck 😂😂

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