Chicken

by Ellen   Dec 23, 2006


I've seen the way you look at me
and it makes me smile
I've seen you giving me all the signs to come over and talk to you
but I just stand there and can't move
Every night I come home I regret it
but the next day it's just the same
Why am I so terrible at this?
-I know, I'm a chicken!

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