Do you like your shell?
I know that it’s full of unused space
Does the opaque color make you feel at ease?
Unable to recognize your ever evolving face
But I know your cold
Tried of swapping shells
Because your in need of a cozy home
You glide and crawl through darkness
Scared to move in the open space alone
But never willing to open up
To anyone other than yourself
So all your self-worth, secrets and wealth
Is stashed in a small crawl space
Your decorative outside
Dazzles the unsuspecting eye
But its a cover all the same
A place to run, a dwelling to duck,
Coverage from the cold rain
A mollusk depraved of uninhibited freedom
As you move slowly through life
With no direction at all
Seeking happiness that always stalls
So I will ask you again…
Do you like your shell?
Love always, Esha ❤
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