I thought that I would remain strong,
If somebody asked me what F.R.O.G stood for,
I'd tell them with pride and not be scared to explain.
So into school I went one day with this band round my wrist,
Many people asked me what it meant,
But yet I remained shy.
I'm trying to overcome this fear,
But its easier said than done.
I don't feel ashamed of what I believe,
But no matter how hard I try to explain the meaning,
I clam up and stutter over my words.
I guess all I can do is try,
Not beat myself up but try and try again.
Maybe I'll get there one day.
