The Introvert

He moves his hands and legs,
but his tongue doesn't speak.
His heart cries a million times,
when his hopes are met with a brick.

He has many a things on his mind,
not all of which are good.
But who's to judge him ?
as he doesn't speak, when he should.

He struggles to express himself,
and he doesn't make smart replies.
He shows that he doesn't care,
but he feels alive, when he stares into her eyes.

He thinks of himself as an enigma,
a puzzle that people can't solve.
He isn't the best looking either,
yet he hopes to never evolve.