Often being compared
to a snail, more so to a tortoise,
I move in my own space.
am slow, dead slow.
My voice is rarely heard.
Closeted in the shell, I
watch from within
Beauty goes with a peacock,
dog is known for faithfulness,
monkey for pranks, but who
do snail and tortoise qualify?
” They fit you, you, you” my friends
jeer and tease. I stay calm, sullen
while they attribute my introvertedness
to my genes those of the mammals.