A poem I wrote about my own experience , my own shyness , the sufferings from my past , the doubts that have tormented me when I still couldn't accept me for who I was and ... well the sorrow I'm still feeling ... I hope you can apreciate it .
I must Thank  Wereboar ( sorry if I forget to tell you this before ) since I wrote this poem after talking beforehand with him about my shyness problem ... Thank you for having listened to my problems ... it meant a lot to me ...

Locked inside a box

In the past whenever I got hurt
I hid my inner thoughts inside
And cried when no one was around ,
I buried deep all the hatred that I felt …
I should have cursed my shyness
Yet the world is the one I blamed .

Always scared of being judged
I’ve never been honest ,
Always pretending to be fine
but inside I felt hopeless …
I should have chosen better who to trust
But I trusted the wrong guys and I got betrayed .

Now I know it was my fault …
I myself hate my own shyness …
I curse my weak willed mind …
I would like to tear myself in pieces …
I should have asked for help
But the fear of being judged always silenced me .

I’m filled with regrets :
I’ve never been hugged ,
Never been loved …
Never kissed the one I loved …
I should have risked at least once
But the fear had locked me inside a box .

I have never accepted who I really was ,
Denying what I was feeling was my only law ,
Because I didn’t wanted to be left alone
And yet they rejected even this fake myself …
I should have told myself to bite the bullet
But instead I let their words hurt me .

When I accepted my whole me it was too late
The fear forced me to wear a mask that I never wanted …
Now the mask is all I know ,
This mask is my universe ,
And probably one day this mask will be my coffin
Unless I get helped out of my locked box .

M.Raventree

P.S. though I wanted to use this photo : http://www.furaffinity.net/view/19622832/