My Introvert Skill

you girl

sitting outside the box

waiting for someone to picking up

under the street across

the moonlight

you girl

wishing that everybody notice you

visible in the middle of the room

with the big wall embrace your dark

fighting alone with the sunshine grasp your hand

you girl

blooming in the winter

begging to be embrace

in the warm of the sun

you girl

spending the time alone

with the rhythmic of your heartbeat

is louder than your thought