I'm a Shy Guy

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The ending of this piece......lol. It usually happens to most of us guys

I'm a Shy Guy

I see her standing there across the way
As I sit in the cafe watching her get her tray,
her braids all laying in equal beauty, none going stray.
but I freeze cause I don't know what to say.

Maybe I should come up singing a verse,
or do something like that to help us converse.
But she'll probably just start to curse,
and run to tell herr friends, forgetting her purse.

How about I just come up with a joke
clownin on some of the Atlanta 'folk'
Lets see what kind of emotions that provoke
but she'll probably laugh at me like I'm the joke.

What if I approached her with a question....
asking her to share some of her confessions.
But then I'll just be causing her aggression.
and my silence will be her only suggestion.

Here's an idea, how about I just say "hey"
I`ll just talk to her about what she did today.
But then I'd be just like the guys she sees everyday.
I just don't know, there's gotta be a way.

Wait, Who's this dude?
he walked over and grabbed her tray? damn that's rude.
awe, now they're gettin into a conversation about food.
What the hell just happened? I just got screwed.