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Lil Old Shy Me

Sometimes I hate lil old shy me Who just sits around waiting Missing countless oppurtunities Friends try to coach me on what to say Yet I'm only human I won't change my make up for any guy I get so scared Sometimes I don't even understand why Friends tell me I should be concieted Appearance wise But even though my outside attracts I want to be liked for more just that So lil shy me doesn't use her face She uses her heart and mostly her brain To reel in Part of me is saying Maybe lil old shy me isn't enough That to get what I want I have to Be rough Cause your a prize A gift sent down from god Maybe your use to the aggressive type I couldn't be that way if U threatened to stab me Or maybe I could but what a chage that would be My heart is racing I need to offically enter the race Will lil old shy me Go down the drain in the process Is that a good thing?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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