My silence is a valuable thing,
My shyness is a sharable thing??
It means I like you or that I am thinking,
Like when I'm on a swing All alone With no place to go??
Thinking about my options pacing back and forth to and fro,
Am I gonna go...nah I'm going to take it slow,
Like maybe cause I am shy you think I am weak no worthy foe,
I'm here thinking about my next move,
But I am already in my groove,
Hide behind my mommy don't know everybody,
They think I am nobody but I am definitely somebody,
Somebody you'll wanna be,
You want to wake in the morning and want to be me,
Shy, silent, not lonely,
I am the one and only,
Me.
@jazzyparker copoet
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Bullets Shattering Reality
PoetryA collection of poems about social injustice and my faith.