Here’s a story of how I’ve grown and learned things
From sharing stories
I will start out with how I walked into class
And sat there listening
I was very quiet
Too nervous to say anything
That was doubting
I kept my thoughts to myself,
Focusing on reactions of the people who were busy shouting
But then after a few weeks
I let my persona leak
Oh, oh, oh
No one acted how I feared
And my tension disappeared
Now you’ve met me
I used to be shy, shy, shy
Now I’m bold, bold, bold
I’m molded by the stories my classmates told
They opened up my eyes
Now I see in different lights
I learned things aren’t always black and white