Jason Yarkie

In My Shyness. - Poem by Jason Yarkie


In my shyness...

At times I retreat to my 'shell, '

Clinging to the security of being alone.

In my shyness...

I may attempt to merge with my surroundings-

To be ignored, unnoticed, a silent voice rarely heard.

In my shyness...

I can feel completely alone,

Although surrounded by people.

In my shyness...

I'm perceived as having a padlocked soul-

And few try to gain entry into my realm.

In my shyness...

Few will dare venture to really know me-

To hear my quiet voice or to really try to understand.

In my shyness...

I can have a myriad of words to say,

Yet, my sealed lips will not release them.

In my shyness...

The words I do speak will at times be jumbled,

And I'll feel worse for having spoken them.

In my shyness...

I will be viewed as 'stuck up' and unfriendly,

Labeled by the presumption of a troubled past.

Yet, despite my shyness...

I will at times emerge from my 'shell, '

And you may catch a glimpse of who I am.

And despite my shyness...

I may put on a good 'front, '

Disguising my innermost insecurities.

Despite my shyness...

A select few will manage to penetrate these 'walls, '

With the sharing of time and the evolving of trust.

My shyness...

Frequently unrecognized, seldom understood-

A shackle, a haven, a veil.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 17, 2011

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