My Shyness
Talking to new people has always been a nightmare
Some people can talk and make new friends easy
To me it’s as scary as a grizzly bear
My face gets red and my stomach gets queasy
It has always been frustrating and disappointing to me
When i finally think “I’m going to talk today”
But when the time comes I get nervous and freeze
I get upset and just think I’ll just try again another day
I would have more friends and fun in my life
If I didn’t have to be so shy
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