Ambivert

Part 1- The Silence

On rainy days I like to curl up in a void of nothingness and dissociate myself from the universe itself, and that’s code speak for an introvert. Cool and collected, calm and protected, I am like the seashell on the seashore, I make sure to stretch in the mornings and lift weights in the evening, so if someone strikes up a conversation with me ‘Bro do you even lift’ I dissolve into a puddle of nervousness and whisper yes.

If you are the life of the party then I am the grim reaper, who stands awkwardly in the corner of the room, hoping for someone to ask me to kill them. Instead of collecting souls, souls collect me. I hate small talks, I hate ALL talks. Don’t chat me up, don’t hit me up, don’t call me out, forget me now, forget my existence, I am just a blip on the radar. I am now a speck in the sky. I am the smallest atom in this universe. Boom. Zip. Zilch. Nada. Nothing.

Jennifer Lawrence does not speak for all of us, pizza eating, book-reading, forever tripping socially anxious individuals. Our race festers like forgotten bacterial molds under your beds, no we are not the boogeymen, we are the children of Sigmund Freud. Father Freud calls us neurotic, I believe it means beautiful in psychology.

Part 2 – The Noise

They call me the social butterfly, the party animal, the alt-Yeezy, the confidant, the all-father of ragers. My birthplace is the dance floor, I was born moonwalking, popping and locking,  Michael Jackson ain’t got nothing on me. Nothing is impossible, call me Kim Possible, if you ever need me, honey just ‘call me beep me if you wanna reach me’. All my favorite words start with the letter E – Entertainment , Euphoria, Energy and well, me. 

What do you mean by I need a wasta, I AM the wasta. Connections that can even cross the treacherous waters of the Bermuda triangle, don’t mean ta brag but you know the how it is. I live and breathe conversations, mama said talk the talk and that’s all I’ve ever learnt. I walk in spotlights and paparazzi, watch out my style’s snazzy, and if ya’ll don’t feel me then come at me. 

Bruh.

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