Silence is empty
Words are so filling
Why do you choose
To ignore me
I have nothing to hide
You can easily seek me
And even if I am near you
You still choose
To ignore me
But I am shy
When it comes to you
As I am trying to talk to you,
you are starting to think
I am a creep.
I am not stalking you
And I am not a Creep
I am just trying to talk to you
Like I said I am shy
When it comes to you
My shyness is my creepiness
At its high point of humiliation
Now.
I know
I am a creep
Who is shy to talk
Especially to you
If I could talk to you,
I would say,
I love you.
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