Shyness
Trees blowing in the wind
Grass swaying with the breeze
Now the wounds begin to mend
The pain begins to ease
I thought the pain would last forevermore
The pain of never being seen
Oh how my heart was sore
Oh how life can be so mean
When you’re shy you are invisible
People only make you cry
Your life is so miserable
Sometimes you want to die
I know these feelings well
In the past I was unknown
Now my heart can sail
I am no longer alone
I am liked and I am noticed
I can hold my head up high
My friends are the greatest
This is no lie
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