It is not wrong to want nothing, or to never be seen.
It's not unlawful to wish the days to simply drift on.
This gifted introvertin her sheath of fading speculation,
Needs not love nor tender ministration,
Just the opportunity to be incomparable.
A mind as vast as seven seas, a limitless galaxy of impressions,
Anintellect deep into abundance.
Her heart is replete with a fathomless passion for existence.
There is no reason for her isolated personality,
No explanation for her silent meditation.
This gifted introvert has a universe within herself,
That I can only dream of understanding.