In her own space
In her own little world where nothing is hard
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Everything is easy
Not because she is just imagining herself doing what she enjoys,
But because nobody is there – nobody but the people she doesn’t mind.
This is who she is
And she can’t help it.
Perhaps she grew up without much interaction with other people.
Perhaps she was traumatized by the harsh acts of other people.
These other people are a part of society.
Therefore, because we are naturally social people,
We are forced by nature to interact with these other people.
So, we trick ourselves into believing we are social creatures,
Because that allows the introvert to believe that he can be an extrovert.
So happy.
All of the other people are sad, however.
These other people admire something about the newly-formed extrovert.
They can sense that he is different –
Different like the lonely purple flower in a patch of weeds.
So, the other people wait.
They wait until the newly-formed extrovert becomes a true extrovert.
Until the lonely purple flower dies off and eventually becomes a part of the
Patch of weeds.
