Quick Exits

Of course I can be cordial.
Respectful and show tact.
I would never expose anything more...
When in public,
And that's a fact.

I want others to feel I can be approached.
With an empathetic ear,
Prepared to listen.
With a patience endearing...
And abundantly bestowed.

Although...
When it becomes time,
For me to protect my peace of mind...
I'll take off any mask I'm wearing.
To make it easy for anyone...
To locate my definition,
Of quick exits!
As I can define and exhibit.

With a disappearance,
Clear of interference...
From any atmosphere I leave.
While others may choose to socialize...
Some are quite surprised,
I'm not out seeking popularity.
Sometimes the idea of it frightens me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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