Shy Girl

 

Sitting in the middle of a room filled with chatter

Even if I had an acquaintance here, it wouldn’t matter

No one is truly a friend

Once I begin to open up the relationship, abruptly ends

It’s fine

I’d rather not waste my time

With people who don’t understand me

So, I’ll just keep siting in silence

And people will keep mistaking it for shyness

 

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