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Portrait of a Wallflower
He looks at me through sleepy eyes
I look back sheepishly
He smiles and asks me to dance
He leads me around like a rag doll
Makes me feel dainty and new
I want to affect him like he affects me
So I give him fiery glances
And try to dance like the beauty
He thinks I should be
But I end up feeling silly
This role I play
Is not myself
I grow coy
And walk away
