Shy Tries

The shy tries,
A feeling so weird, warm and worrisome.

Knowing the irrationality,
The mind spinning around itself,
Knowing it to be wrong.

Those shy tries,
Times of doubt,
Shown, nice.
A kindly laugh,
An ask, answer.
Oh the trials, being shy,
Both.
Oh how it goes.


A quick poem I wrote a while ago today, or yesterday I mean. Thinking. Quick poem while out and about.

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3 thoughts on “Shy Tries

      1. Haha, I can definitely relate.
        Trust me, you haven’t seen awkwardness until you’ve seen me in any social situation… flaming cheeks, stammering, tripping over my own feet : I have it all. 😉
        Glad you could get past it… ❤

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