Shy

I am a little shy,
but my heart is bursting.

I want to smile and laugh,
be bubbly like those girls,
easily making friends.

I sit in the corner instead,
fidgeting and watching all the
smiles passing by.

I wish there was someone who'd
take notice of my small, shy gaze.

Someone will see me and wave,
call out and come to speak with
only me.

I am shy.
My heart is not.

I want that one special person
to call my shy side beautiful
and my outgoing side even more
cute than normal.

I want to be very cute for someone,
and be myself.

But I'm too shy to say what I want aloud.