social animals

the introvert is a hiding cat

under the bed

watching dust move

deciding when the world is worth entering

the extrovert is a golden retriever

tail already wagging

toy in mouth

asking the same question again

do you want to play

do you want to play

do you want to play

sometimes extroverts are vampires

not cruel

just hungry

feeding on rooms

on reactions

on borrowed energy

leaving more alive

while the introvert quietly checks

how much is left

extroverts are butterflies

never still

landing on one shoulder

then another

collecting stories

opinions

secrets

retelling them in long bright loops

introverts are caterpillars

busy with inner work

eating quietly

growing invisibly

not explaining

not performing

just becoming

extroverts are dolphins

always calling

always checking

is anyone there

is anyone with me

they leap because they can

introverts are turtles

carrying their homes

knowing exactly when to pull back

exactly when to look out

extroverts knock on doors

even unmarked ones

they think every room is an invitation

introverts sit by windows

they don’t need to enter

to understand

one wants fetch

again

and again

and again

the other just wants to lie near you

not touching

but staying

neither is better

neither is broken

one survives by spreading outward

one by going deep

and the world needs both

the ones who run toward noise

and the ones who stay still

long enough

to hear what it means