INFP Me (A Poem)

Idealistic
Internal
Intuitive
My dreams
Feelings, values
My take
Mine, me, my

Tikun Olam
Really
How can I help you?
Why am i here?
Will I get done
What I have to get done?

What just happened?
What did you say?
What did I see?
How does this redefine me?
And what I can do for you?

I am quietly warm
So quiet I may seem cold
But I am listening deeply
The closer we get
The more you'll feel how I care
You know this, that's why you long
to talk to me, because I really want to know
(Is Southside Johnny an INFP?)

I'm flexible in general
Unless you mess with my truths
Don't interfere with my passion
And we'll get on just fine
I come in peace

Laundy and dishes?
Not sure what they are
Likewise a brand of car
But this poem is real

I vote against
impersonal judgement
such a thing should be banished

I'm hard on myself
And if you're with me
I'm hard on you too
I just because my ideal are high

I like and am good at
Wrriting, teaching, counselling
And working toward global good
Through empathy and compassion
Leaving logical rules on the side

I - I should say, we
We do a lot of good
Though I dislike accepting
That I'm part of a group and
One of a kind, but
Not the only one