Here I sit so fucking shy
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wondering what's going through your mind
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or what you're even like
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as time ticks quickly by
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a life so short, incomplete
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so many people I'd like to meet
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feeling awkward, afraid
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potential friends I could've made
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why do we keep to ourselves
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and not dare to leave our fucking shells
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let our feelings and emotions blend
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we could be the best of friends
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Potential Friends
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| Youth Of Today |
