Dinner Blues

I hate that heavy silence,
The awkwardness in our eyes
I hate my lacking presence
To break up the solid ice

I hate that old clumsiness
I am trying to fight back
I hate that uneasiness
The confidence that I lack

I hate that being so shy
Keeps me away from you all
Even though I work and try
Each time, I slip and I fall

I wish I could find the words
To express all that I feel;
Have us twittering like birds
All along this evening meal