Picking up for you my phone,
I´m so shy, it feels heavy like a stone,
all the time I postpone
to speak after the tone,
I´m still on my own
and sometimes have to moan,
Will I ever be grown?
Like B.C. it arose Rome,
like Caesar managed it onto throne
with not a castle just made of foam,
This behavior is commonly known,
A sign of New-Age that has shown,
without heart can´t change and won´t,
so fight against shaking bones,
too much shyness is like a woe,
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Publicado en e-Stories.org el 25.08.2011.