Voice of an Introvert.

It all started with a self introspection, when I began asking who I was.

Who am I? A normal girl indeed. But why do i feel different? Why do i feel rejected? Why do i feel im at the wrong place all the time? Why am I out of topics? Why am I always afraid?

Afraid of everything.

Afraid of breaking the rules.

Afraid of breaking the ice.

Afraid of trusting people.

Afraid of listening to my heart.

Afraid of losing.

Afraid of the past.

Afraid of the present.

Afraid of the future.

Afraid of smiling.

Afraid of an eye contact.

Afraid of calling that number.

Afraid of asking favors.

Afraid of asking them out.

Afraid of being asked out.

Afraid of the crowds and the poking eyes.

Afraid of being seen with someone.

Afraid of being seen alone. And when it comes to conversations,

I am the one saying the hmms and the okays.

I am the one sending the last message.

I am the one who always answers.

But Oh Boy!

Beware, For that fine line might turn into a Question!

A question that means I like talking.

With You.

Then, why not tell it out?

Duh! I am an introvert.

#Aloneintrovertgirl