Infp

I'm lost in a thousand thoughts, a new one replaces the old one undiscovered
Daydreaming is a common scene, for the relaxation and the serene
Conversations imagined in my head, always feel the need to plan ahead
It always unsettles some people but I can't pretend to be someone I'm not

Sitting on the weight of a dream, like smoke it dissipates, you've been on it far too long
Devoted passion to a narrow thing, love or interest reechoing
I say nothing if there's nothing to say, always considered to be private in my own way
It always unsettles some people but I can't pretend to be someone I'm not

The INFP's inability to deceit and conspire comes first to a myriad of values and morals held higher
And when they call you quiet and shy it's not enough to get by
Be brunt and cold with your multiple worthless words
Wasting away at shallow conversations as you watch the birds fly
A pleasant distraction from the small talk you routinely mock
I'm seeking something deeper, sincere, will you look at that there goes another year