The Shell That Holds You
By: Dana Lloyd
Im good at many things but I don't stand out
I plant my feet but I don't stand my ground
I plant my feet but I don't stand my ground
I open my mouth but I'm too scared to speak
I spread my wings but am afraid to leap
I am the shell of every human being
I bring depression that scolds you
anger that loathes you
and fear that holds you
I am the shell that molds you
when you're too scared to escape you live here with me
too afraid to live life
you're no longer living
you're waiting for death
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