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My Baby Is Shy
It pains me to know that my baby is shy Afraid to speak up, she lets her tears dry I’ve been that little girl, mild and meek Offended, abused, but dare not speak I grew up ashamed, to be anything less Or anything more than just like the rest I hoped to be good, but feared being great The resentment of shame, has filled me with hate But Molly is different, her resilience, better Agile, not fragile. She’s brilliantly clever She observes the world in a rational manner An optimistic spirit. Her horizons are grander To find that, she too, houses demons within The kind that tell lies, portraying a friend “Don’t let them see, you’re vulnerable side If you’re feeling too human, your thoughts, you must hide.” It tugs at my heart, and scratches my soul I resent those very demons and the joy they have stole I wasn’t enough. My pain couldn’t suffice But these brilliant bastards will hurt me twice
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