Quirkalone, I

Quietness is my abode Socialization begone Talking I cannot condone Confining to the one I trust I am prone Communicating I scarcely phone My tightest relations, my home The fear of really being known Entrusts me the courage to be unknown My character is from a calm globe Calmness is my kingdom's throne The everlasting end of princesses' probe Crowning our chambers of emotion alone Negativity and resistance of a negative life I blow With positivity and capacitance of a quiet life I flow A trait of intelligence I purposely roam From pain and struggle I grow Together with grief and sorrow to move? Nope Instead I accelerate with enthusiastic hope Altogether with determination and perseverance I cope I won't say I'm as holy as a pope So I cleanse myself with experience and non-complacent soap Making me a whitish success as a whole ...