Confessions to an Introvert

March 26, 2013
I am not a brilliant child.
I cannot, on sensing majesty abundant
Craft it in a soft, small package
To be pondered by the world.

I am not a brilliant child.
I cannot, if faced with complex computations,
In the genius of decoding
Brandish simple intellect.

I am not a brilliant child.
I cannot, in knowing your life's backward story,
Comprehend and, with a smile,
Point you to the forward paths.

But I see you, silent stranger,
Dressed in all the perfect quirks of human nature,
Carry that which I do not bear.
I, my brilliance lies in this:
They may stroll by,
But I know

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TheSkyOwesMeRain This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 25, 2013 at 1:36 am
Wow, I love it :) Great work! 
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Apr. 25, 2013 at 10:18 am
Thank you, this is my first comment ever on this website! You make me so happy!
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