I'm just a shy girl.
Living in this big city.
I want to take risk and thrills.
Through this adventurous world.
But I can't lie.
I'm just a shy girl.
I would like to go out and fly.
But something holds me back.
From soaring the big blue sky.
I would like to go out and do what my friends do
Have fun.. party.. get high.
But when I start to have fun.
Something holds me back, and reminds me.
I'm just a shy girl..
brief autobiography of a shy girls...very good poem..i like it...though a little sad but very strong and enjoyable.....keep writing..please read my poems
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh, my shy daughter wants to flight her wings! What holds you back is for your good. You can make adventures in good things without telling lies. Desire to take part in fun should not sink you into the mire. Frank expression of a dilemma in brief lines makes a beautiful poem.