I am an INTP, my dear,
I am an INTP;
I don't fare well when I have to talk,
So don't point your finger at me. 
My mind does work in a different way
Than everyone else, I've found.
My mind works well in a logical way
When few other folks are around 
On an excellent day, I will sit and read
And savor a cup of tea.
I love to sit in solitude,
So don't point your finger at me. 
When thinking about my life and past,
I am caught by strong emotion,
But logical puzzles I solve with a passion
And follow with untold devotion. 
I am an artist of sorts, my dear,
Somewhat of a freelance poet;
A lot goes on inside my head,
Though I seldom ever show it. 
I am an INTP, my dear,
I am an INTP.
I'm a logical person with a very good brain,
And my books and pets to keep me sane.
Despite all this, I'm not that vain,
So don't point your finger at me, my dear,
Don't point your finger at me.
Annacy33 misstheground sotic Stability Thanatopsis
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