Battleground. Bring yourself to the battleground. It's time we had ourselves a little rematch. You broke me last time and left me for dead. You shattered many bones and bruised my skin. But this will be different. This time I will win. I've trained for hours and hours. I've been getting faster ever since. So when you arrive at the battleground don't expect any mercy. I'm hungry for your flesh and oh so very thirsty.
Shy. I really cannot help myself, I am as meek as a mouse, When some stranger makes eye contact, My mouth just clamps itself shut. With a voice like silence, I try to answer calmly, But when you look at me with that puzzled expression, I realise I will have to explain again- just a bit more loudly. My cheeks start burning rosy red, When you ask me to repeat myself instead, Why can't you simply see, I'm just shy. That's it. That's me.