U stands for unique

Characteristics of an Introvert

Theta was here sitting, he heard nothing but a clock and watched eyes take turns staring at not him but at a boy, the boy was terrified

 

• Tick tick just waiting for the boom in this anything but noisy room

I sit in a seat not far but not close that’s not in the middle i presume

• I my eyes wander with no consent and torture me with interaction

People that i’m staring at begin to mimic me I turn to hide my reaction

• Whispers are invented are they about me, I’m struck by anxiety

Giving birth to sweat on my forehead while i drown in this society

• Breath starts to grow heavy like life & the gravity of the situation

Mental breakdowns aren’t scheduled but are about location location

• Tick tick the clock goes before i pop and scream and cry

The bell is my savior as it rings and sends the kids out before i die

• I walk the opposite way & throw up yet again after class

I’m not worried though i will grow one day and these feeling will pass