Our natural state
I am naturally friendly, or so I’ve been told
But that feels like bragging, exceedingly bold
A bit embarrassing, I tell you no lie
To tell you the truth, I’m naturally shy
When meeting new people I tend to clam up
So I smile and I nod and sip from my cup
Don’t know how to act or know what to say
I most honestly wish it wasn’t this way
An abundance of confidence I obviously lack
But I quietly listen and try to keep track
Then I’m able to answer, if questions arise,
as long as I don’t have to look in their eyes
It’s hard accept when a compliment’s made
I blush and I mumble on hearing what’s said
Hoping and praying they don’t find me rude
While feeling self conscious it also feels good
I could always go on and tell you some more.
But I won’t, you know, for I don’t want to bore
Well, there you have it, now do you see?
That natural shyness comes naturally to me
Copyright © Margaret Foster | Year Posted 2025
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