Fact

How can I break?
The chain of being shy
Why am I like this, why?
Always I try, I try to talk
Just open my mouth, and say
I.e. let’s go for a walk
But no, I always am so nervous
It seems to be so obvious
I’m a different dude
I got no attitude
When she’s around
When she’s not, I get down
It’s a mystery
Or shall we call it, misery?
Is it just me?
Am I trying to be?
Something I’m not
I don’t tell her, she’s hot
I tell, she’s gorgeous
Dammit, I truly am not courageous
Shoot me now
It can’t be “normal”
Please, don’t make me to tell you how
It is the way it is
I haven’t found a way yet, to change this

-Magnus Ivar Markusson-