why were you scared?
You thought silence was your friend, sitting alone with only fantasies in mind
No one would understand them, you were alone, only someone in the background
High school came, speech and debate was supposed to help. It didn't.
You took art and pursued it, people must surely fantasize here too?
Two years later, in your third year of art
You're the first to volunteer and have your ideas heard
You know now you aren't alone
Everyone sees you as their friend, the girl who isn't afraid
She speaks her mind confidently without dependancy
After everything that's happened, the question still lingers,
Why were you ever afraid?
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