I want to get this blog thing started, but have nothing to say.

Here is something I wrote awhile ago. I know it sounds young, but I was back then:

I hate being shy
Unless you are too, you wouldn't understand.
Always anxious, nervous and stressed.
You would rather scream and blow your head off
Than simply say hi.
It would cause less of a scene,
Or so it seems.
Your friends laugh and say
"Why don't you just talk to him?"
If they only knew
How much termoil just the thought alone evokes.
And the longer the situation continues
The worse it gets
The more the anxiety builds
And the harder it is to say.

Another one, same day:

I got the shakes today.
That's how pathetic I am.
And it's not just 'cause I'm interested.
I'm shy with new friends as well.
It's just intensified now.
Heh...
So shy I couldn't even look up.
If you only knew how much I'd love to
But I'm just a picture on the wall
Trying to look pretty
While waiting for someone
To reach out and talk to me.
Just a lonely picture waiting
Waiting...