An ordinary girl, naive and shy,
Reserved and keeps her distance far at length.
Just like a rabbit to holes, bird to sky,
A little creature will run, facing strength.
When I approach, she steps back, acted polite.
Yet ice enchanted between us, freezing air.
Afraid is she to see me on first sight.
A dear does not believe lions showing care.
Explaining, I just want to be her friend,
Like drums to be with sticks, violin with bow.
With others, she insist time I should spend.
I know she wants friends just does not know how.
A pretty turtle trapped in her own shell.
A frog refusing freedom lives in well.
