It's hard being shy
I assure you it's not a lie
At times I hate everything about me

Nobody will ever let me just be

People drown me in sorrows of their own

People make all their selfish needs clear and known

I can’t say much because my voice is small and I am shy

I’m too scared to speak my mind because I’ll probably cry

People always expect me to be there

And it’s not like I don’t care

But in my time of despair

No one being there for me just really isn’t fair

So selfish I want to be

Because I want someone who is caring and will respect me

But I guess I’ll continue to be lonely and jaded

Because caring and respect are qualities that long ago faded.

Niiiiice ;-)

I can relate.