Shy - Poem by Laura Ballou
Even if I am just another nice girl
Whose quiet smile
has always reassured
begging for your genorosity
yearning for a kind word..
Looking for a better reason
to continue to exist
all the while allowing
your thoughtlessness to persist
You didn't have to.
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