by Nothingspecial » Sat Sep 20, 2014 7:26 am
Coucou! Je suis Canadienne, mais je parle plutot Francais Europeen, puisqu'un cote de ma famille habite en France! C'est ma premiere langue mais j'ai aussi appris l'Anglais tres jeune(ici, il n'y a pas beaucoup de Francophones) Aussi, desolee pour les accents; mon telephone les rend difficiles!
" In my shyness... At times I retreat into my 'shell',
Clinging to the security of being alone. In my shyness...
I may attempt to merge with my surroundings- to be ignored, unnoticed, a silent voice rarely heard. In my shyness... I can feel completely alone, although surrounded by people. In my shyness... I'm perceived as having a padlocked soul- and few try to gain entry to my realm. In my shyness... Few will dare venture to really know me- to hear my quiet voice or to really try to understand. In my shyness... I can have a myriad of words to say, yet, my sealed lips will not release them. In my shyness... The words I speak will at times be jumbled, and I'll feel worse for having spoken them. In my shyness... I will be viewed as 'stuck up' and unfriendly, labeled by the presumption of a troubled past. Yet, despite my shyness, I will at times emerge from my 'shell' , and you may catch a glimpse of who I am. And despite my shyness... I may put on a good 'front', disguising my innermost insecurities. Despite my shyness... A select few will manage to penetrate these 'walls', with the sharing of time and the evolving of trust. My shyness... Frequently unrecognized, seldom understood- A shackle, a heaven, a veil." ~Jason Yarkie, In My Shyness