i may be a bit shy
like a bee too scared to suck on a flower
i don't know why
like a lost kid looking for his mom on the supermarket
i'm not one to lie
i beg for candies sometimes
missing her lullaby
i'm left behind and no words could describe how much i want to follow and go away too
now, to which or what do i identify
the agony is too much
i can't be blamed for saying goodbye

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