Scars of the Past

The corner of the coffee shop I sit and drink my tea Hustle and bustle all around Still nobody sees me Invisible to all about No eye contact I make Lonely every single day My choice or is it fate I'd love to laugh and chat along To giggle with the rest I just can't seem to take that leap I try my very best This is not what I had planned seclusion not my aim I really want to shake there hand or tell someone my name Contorted with miss-trust from youth I cannot take the chance Alone I'll be for my entire Will never taste romance