An Anti-Social Extrovert Poem by Silence Dogood

As a rule we're contradicting.
Catholics killing with simple ease.
A human titled monster.
A summer chilled by winters breeze.

So why not an anti-social extrovert?
Someone who displays every laugh and cry.
Who is typically loud and sociable.
And not usually quiet or shy.

Or the optimistic pessimist?
Who sees the silver lining to the clouds.
But predicts the worse case scenario.
And anticipates thunder booming loud.

Why does there have to be rules.
That determin right or wrong.
When sometimews it can be both.
For theres always pros and cons.

And even though theres rules.
That tell us if were this or that.
All it really is.
Is what we have and what we lack.

But putting rules aside.
A contradiction we'll always be.
With an anti-social extrovert.
We must agree to disagree.