Ever since she came to live with us, it's been so much harder to be myself. What if I make the wrong move or say the wrong thing? I can't help to be bashful; she's just so beautiful.
Before she came to live with us I was already one of the more reserved dwarfs in the clan, but when she came around with her fair skin and my face was anything but fair on a daily basis. I think that if anything my natural facial color was red rather than pale.
I honestly can't really work up the nerve to talk to her either. If we in a group I can sometimes get a word or two out before I feel myself freezing up. How am I supposed to overcome something that has is embodied in myself so deep it's what other people call me?
If I could just be like Grumpy, Happy, or even Sleepy, maybe I would be able to be more to her than just one of the seven dwarfs. The fact that I'm defined by my own name just shatters my own hopes for one day her seeing me as more than merely a definition of a word.
What were our parents thinking anyways? Naming us after a single quality? Maybe it's their fault, that by some twist of fate we all subconsciously only ever aspire to be what we were told we were. Maybe I am only Bashful. Forever fated to hold in my thoughts, and never be more than the wallflower of our group.
It's too late now anyways. She lies eternally sleeping because of that damn witch. If it weren't for myself being too bashful maybe I would have had the courage to ask her on that picnic the day it all happened. Maybe then I could have saved her. Maybe...it doesn't matter because I'm not more than my name.
All that I am going to filled with now though is regrets. I missed my one chance to transcend who others think I am, and the girl we all swore to protect lies essentially dead because we couldn't be more than our labels. That I couldn't be more than my label.
What is the purpose of living if all you are resigned to do if walk a predetermined path set by your name of all things. I just want her back. I just want that chance. The chance to be more. The chance to be better. The chance to show everyone who I really am.