Shyness presses her back against the club wall.
She hopes no one will turn her way,
See her trembling in her too-short skirt and the pounds of make up that her sisters Vanity and Lust forced her to put on.
Shyness keeps her eyes down,
Wills herself to not look up in case some one looks at her and reads all her flaws.
Instead of moving with the music and eating with the Socials,
Shyness steps outside the room,
Puts a bag to her mouth and barfs out her soul.
Published on: May 15, 2011