• I really love guys,
    I just hate that makes me shy.
    I always want to be myself,
    But I always hide in my shell.

    People always criticize,
    I always tell myself.
    That’s what keeps all my thoughts,
    Locked up in my head.

    I wish I had no worries,
    About being who I am.
    But inside,
    I always hide.

    My true colors,
    That do abide.