Protective Shield from Others

My body is a shell

Keeping as much of me protected.

As a boat, exposure to the inside

Would put me in danger.

My eyes may threshold my soul,

But my mouth and hands expose my mind.

Claustrophobic in my own disguise of normality,

I listen to music

So my self bounces back within my shell.

Boredom is the serpent

While letting out part of me

Serves as eating the apple.

Everyone’s hopes suffocate me

Yet my shell needs to smile

‘Cause “Why stand out when you were born to fit in?”

Eventually, my door closes and earbuds plug,

And bust out of my shell

Like Merida from Brave out of tradition.

As I release what my mind carries

In methods, this being one,

I wish for the day when I can be bold,

Look in the soul of expectations,

And sing,

“I wanna be myself

You get what you see,

‘Cause it’s all I wanna be.”