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today will be an overcast day of bore followed by the occasional vibration of excited lightning. Thundering of past failings will occasionally grumble forth, causing you to wonder what the heck happened. Todays clouds will pas and tomorrow may be brighter.

I will never post another poem on gaia I plan on publishing them someday and I am slightly paranoid about people stealing them. My poems are extremely special to me. They are more important than music.
Life is like usually boring with scatterings of fun followed by a shower of failure temporarily lit by rays of hope only to down pour more bore onto the world. Like I siad everything is perfectly normal!!

So shy, So timid
I hardly know to do
I seem to wander
I do not mean to seem so hopeless
Please help me to understand
I am a foolish girl in what some call a game
I don’t know what to do
Do I act on impulse?
Or should I use logic?
Nervousness makes so I can hardly talk
Yet I am unnerved by my own silence
Are there rules in this so called game?
Do they get made up along the way?
This is new to me
I do not know what to do
Please help to understand

I look at the world and I shudder
Please hold me a little closer
The world scares me
I am so unsure of it
I do not want to be alone
Please hold me just a little closer
This world scares me so That I can hardly breath
I feel the coward
I avoid what I must do
I cringe away
I am such the coward
Help me!