introverting

There is no act anyone can take,
to avoid confronting life, the day off
has left is far too gone, the chaos of
one’s past results in the present day
of stuttering private pain. Sticking to
the fiction of affirmation is an illusion.
Got a mind, got to use it, got a life,
better live it now. Not to forlorn anyone,
grow. Desperate still to be thyself.
So no, I don’t want any of your time if
it won’t go anywhere, no I don’t want
your number if you won’t pick up, no I
don’t want to open up if we won’t be
original, I don’t want to meet you nowhere.
The debris of life, somehow is in the
suffering in the awareness of others actions.