Shy People Miss Out
When I was a child,
I could not see,
standing back,
only hurt me.
My mom always said
do not be shy,
Stand up tall,
my butterfly!
Sometimes it was scary
I will not lie,
Speaking out,
Do not cry!
I’ve many ideas,
they should be heard,
go be brave,
my little bird!
Mom was so right,
shy people miss out!
Stand up tall,
To the world shout!
This poem is about:
Me
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