Introspection

I’m a rhymer all-the-timer
And a follower of rules.
I’m afraid of crowded places
And of virus molecules.

I’m a reader and a leader
In resisting any change.
I’m content with my surroundings;
Feel no need to rearrange.

I am jealous and I’m zealous
When it comes to kith and kin.
I’m competitive in sports and games
And always play to win.

My complacence with impatience
Means, for me, there is no cure
And when stressed I freak out quickly.
(I’m not proud of that, for sure.)

Introspection and reflection
Are what all these hours can do.
What’s the point of all this knowledge?
I don’t really have a clue.