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Timidity 1; Destiny2


TIMIDITY It's a big disease. It captures one's ease Any time it appears Before one who Cares. It hampers the progress Of one who has an aptitude In a field which he wants to address In all it's latitude. Timidity, don't come to me, For you are a foe to my me. I will fight you heart and soul, Until you are destroyed all So that I can display my talent In the field of art and science Without fear of any torment From any evil man and mice. The Destiny I must be what I want to be Even if they don't want me to be. I must live fine in my world Even if against me they block the road. I must find my way the level Even if there is the devil. I must rest on my bed one day After moving, yes, on the bay I must achieve all my desires Even if there are on my road shares. The destiny must one day come to pass Rain or sunshine, it must come to pass.
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