One of two poems I wrote a while back while visiting friends in RI. This one looks at introversion from a more looking back perspective. Knowning where you are now and how you got there, was it all worth it?
When you hold your passion
Deep inside
It becomes a rage
You cannot hide
Positive intentions become
Negative ambitions
Your life becomes
A hate-filled mission
Without a channel for your energy
It all becomes a misery
Trapped your feelings get squandered
And it leaves you to ponder
Just where exactly you went wrong