This is for the shy ones, the quiet ones,
The too afraid to try it ones.
The hanging at the back ones,
The just don’t have the knack ones.
The timorous and tremulous,
Tethered to life’s pole.
The always do their best ones,
The nothing on their chest ones.
The calm ones, the still ones,
The even when they’re ill ones.
The doers and the triers,
Searching for their role.
This is for the nice ones, the kind ones,
The something on their mind ones.
The passive and the shy ones,
The wouldn’t tell a lie ones.
The downtrodden. The desperate,
Deep in fortune’s hole.
I hear you in the darkness,
With heavy heart and soul.
Take this helping hand in yours:
Together we are whole.
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