Tensioned in social awkwardness
Necked and anchored in oneself
Others whistling backwardness
Puzzling ways of earthly existence

Set on a world that I never belonged  
Pushed in the deepest curved cave
Introvertsion censored as inconfident
For I have a voice, reserved vocal chords

For the ones I connect hear my echoes
Tangled and tackled in resolving conflict
Tarmacks, bricks, the shelves I always see
We stare and converse in the untold whispers