Confessions of an Ex-Wallflower

Yes,
My hands still shake
Whenever someone
I don’t know
Starts talking to me

Yes,
My voice still drops
To just above
A whisper
Whenever I cannot find
The perfect words

Yes,
I still ask if I may
Before sitting down
With a group of people
Even if I know
Everyone present

Yes,
I still sit out
Most of the fast songs
At any given dance
No matter who I’m with

I am stronger than before,
And I am an ex-wallflower

I am not invisible,
Not a shadow
On the fringe of life

I am an ex-wallflower

Yes,
My hands still shake
But the rest of me
Does not
And I have the confidence
To look people in the eye

Yes,
My voice drops
But it does not fade
To silence
Because I have the confidence
To speak my mind

Yes,
I still ask if I may sit with any group of people
But at least I have the confidence
To walk up and ask
Instead of sitting
Alone

Yes,
I still sit out
Most of the fast songs
But now I have enough confidence
To enjoy every single
Slow song
And even a few
Not-so-slow ones

…

I am stronger now,
And I am an ex-wallflower