They tell me not to be so shy
Nor fear the scoffs that come with self-expression
My heart as a vibrant bird of paradise shines
Proud of its color yet still hidden in my mind
Preferring the solace found in shadowed corners.
Saturated with thought, idea, and conviction;
Elated by plans of potential creation
But my brain is a shy and nervous soul.
When all that’s within me would shout out with passion
In flowing lyric or fiery word
As faithful counsel he stands just beside me
With questions of should you? How could you? and like.
Perhaps some are made to start a bit smaller
Stars in gorgeous array hide from the big city lights
For now I will shine for the hills and the country
Even a star can be shy sometimes.