Much of the time, I get in my own way It seems like I am shy, When really I’m afraid. Often I will stay in, Feeling so alone, And try to hide it with a grin, So that nobody really knows. I laugh when I’m supposed to cry, I find I often laugh. I don’t really know how or why, I’m not a psychopath. People can be so very mean, It feels safer to disappear. But when I succumb to that, I give in to my fear. Sometimes I forget how easy it is, To say hello to a stranger, To do the right thing, In spite of the danger. Easy is rare, Life can really get hard, And all you can do Is to doesn’t through your heart. I wish I could take some of my own advice, But it’s easier said than done. Fear coats my body, It’s already won.