I’m a bit Taciturn. 

Maybe it was the resting B face 

or that my response to everything 

consisted of a shrug, a nod or one word. 

It was always one reason or the other but 

I’m unfazed, Society’s hunger was inssatiable 

so it was useless to attempt to feed whose stomach 

was a void. 

Instead I embrace every adjective thrown at me 

knowing that society would never know me well 

enough to know which was true.