Propped up against the gymnasium wall   Leaning with surface lament   Not one whispered word, nor crack of a smile   Emotions as solid cement      There's no need to sympathize   For kind and sure are those eyes      Are you getting scared, my dear?   Are you getting scared   To shyly compliment the mirror   To balance the compared?      Then falls one solitary tear   Oh, to be the stared   And stumble with the inflicted faults   While stepping the wallflower waltz      Held and pushed by unleashed desires   Tethered in self-sacrifice   Reluctantly charmed by being approached   But guarded by one's own device      There's no need to criticize   For kind and sure are those eyes      Are you getting scared, my dear?   Are you getting scared   To shyly compliment the mirror   To balance the compared?      Then falls one solitary tear   Oh, to be the stared   And stumble with the inflicted faults   While stepping the wallflower waltz