Quiet

I’m quiet, you know.

You made a first impression, I felt that you were strong.

I don’t like talking much, except when it’s about myself.

You like to talk about everything else.

I’m quiet, you know. I hide behind my poetry and bury myself in dreams.

You dream too, I know. Maybe even more than I.

We’re both stuck here, chasing ghosts.

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