There is a shell surrounding me. Some days it weighs like a mountain, with opaque walls. Other days, it's crystal clear and light as air. I know I can get out, but do I want to? In here, I know I'm safe. But I'm tired of being in this shell.
There is a shell surrounding me. Some days it weighs like a mountain, with opaque walls. Other days, it's crystal clear and light as air. I know I can get out, but do I want to? In here, I know I'm safe. But I'm tired of being in this shell.