Just Shy
I go for the gold
but I turn up just shy.
I do as I'm told,
so I don't know why.

I try to make friends
but it turns out I'm just shy.
I'm frayed at the ends,
even if I do try.

I leap to the other side
but I fall down just shy.
It's hard to abide
and I never die.
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