Introverted?

I miss writing essays....so I tried to write one:

She sits inside herself and ponders. Every thought is precise and specific.

There is a focus and clarity. All that’s left of the outside world was just a soft murmur.

In the moments she allowed herself to escape the infinite horizons of her mind, the thick intoxicating confines of the outside world overwhelmed and smothered her and she found the slew of confused, unnecessary information hard to filter out.

Appearances are hard to keep up so she allowed the façade of fake smiles shatter into the raw awkward silences. Raw, lost and awkward was how she felt when outside of her thoughts.

To her friends, clearly something was not right. The loud, enthusiastic girl that they once knew became withdrawn and antisocial.