• I'm forever shy,
    no matter how hard I try.
    I tried to be brave and strong,
    but how can I be so wrong?
    I will always be cover in a cloak of shyness,
    hiding myself in darkness.
    My parents criticize their kids,
    in my room I always hid.
    Always comparing us to our friends,
    will this criticization never end?
    In my heart I will always remain sad,
    but rarely mad.
    I get B's and A's
    but there's no way,
    to stop their exaggeration,
    shyness will forever remain my simple classification.