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Only Child

Only Child

I’m an only child and introvert,

Whimsical and deftly hurt,

It’s like duck-soup for me to dissipate,

I separate and isolate,

I helm towards the inurbane,

They appear to be the only ones sane,

Although they are fugacious and indignant,

Withal erratically forthright malignant,

As a scion, I was used as a scapegoat,

But I was pellucid enough to take note,

If you cite me crafty, you flatter me,

You can allude to me as nasty it wouldn’t matter to me.


About The Author

Iqra Ali Mirza

Hi everyone! Iqra Ali Mirza from S3H here. My major is psychology and no, I can not look at you and tell what is going on in your mind. I'm a pro procrastinator who enjoys binge-watching seasons and movies amidst workload. My favorite TV show is ' The Good Place'. My motto throughout this semester has been : 'if it isn't the due date, it isn't the do date.' Recently I have realized what a risky game I have been playing. Moreover, I'm a foodie but also a fitness enthusiast. Thus, maintaining a healthy lifestyle is a dilemma in my life since I love food. I like socializing and going to the gym. Other than that, I am not an avid reader. Most people find this pretty strange. I think it's some-what normal (or at least I hope). That's pretty much it about me.