I’m
No
Extrovert,
But
I can
Briefly
Fake
It
And
Attend,
Though
Psychologically
Naked,
Functions
Where
I’m
Required
To
Perform
Some
Accepted
Norm
Of
Interaction.
I’m
Poorly
Socialized
And
Certainly
No
Prize,
I’m
Arrogant
And
Aloof
And
My
Conversations
Are
The
Proof.
Drink
In
Hand,
I blithely
Say
Bizarre
Things
Nobody
Understands.
I’m
Radical
In
Ways
That
Earn
No
Praise
And
Soon
I can’t
Take
Any
More,
And
Bolt
For
The
Door.
Fie!
Here’s
An
Invite
For
Friday
Night,
And
I may
Go,
Hoping
Folks
Won’t
See
What
Its
Costs
Me
To
Not
Appear
A
Nut,
And
To
Keep
My
Mouth
Shut.