The Story Of My Life

Am I to become the boldest, or shall I remain as I am.
While I’m left quivering in the corner, you’re living your life as you planned.
I am scared out of my mind, wondering if you would look my way.
I take on the role of the wallflower, dreaming of the unborn day.
I glance your way, and then I glance at the clock.
My wish is for you to hear me, but all I hear is tick tock.
When I dream of the future, I see you and me.
When I take in the scene around me, I know that could never be.


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