Shy Slam Poet

I think someday I'd like to be a slam poet
Too bad I'm shy.
No.
You don't understand...
Shy
like tuck myself tight into my turtle shell shy
Bright red lobster style shy
But I got words
They're buzzin', bumblin', bumpin', brewin'
and quite frankly drowin' in my head
Gotta get em out
Opposite of pokemon
I'll be the next ash, but as a slam poet
And instead of catchin' charzard
I'll release the rest of these ridiculous wretched train wreck of words
but I'm shy
No.
You don't understand....
shy
Sick to my stomach, scared s***less and speechless shy
The kind that renders you frozen forever shy
And trust me....
I know....
I know I don't have rhythm
and I can't rhyme
But I want to sound beautiful.
Make everyone's ears orgasm beautiful
I'd like to be a slam poet
But I'm shy
No.
You don't understand
Shy.