IN MY SHYNESS
In my shyness
at times I retreat to my shell
clinging to the security of being alone
In my shyness
I may attempt to merge with my surroundings
to be ignored, unnoticed, a silent voice rarely heard
In my shyness
I can feel completely alone
although surrounded by people
In my shyness
I'm percieved as having a padlocked soul
and few try to gain entry into my realm
In my shyness
few will dare venture to really know me
to hear my quiet voice or to really try to understand
In my shyness
I can have a myraid of words to say
yet, my sealed lips will not release them
In my shyness
the words I do speak will at time be jumbled
and ill feel worse for having spoken them