Trying to tell, but the words don't come,
Hiding behind a wall that I built myself,
Hoping this will end, I'm pushing against me,
Trying to change who I think I might be,
Scared of what I might become,
Wanting to be unseen and unheard,
I hide behind the glass,
Carefully choosing, constantly thinking
what I look like to them.
Can't mess up, or I'll be a goner
Walking along the line, I'm too afraid to cross
Stop trying to shove me in
the mold that's way too small for me,
though you can fit in all too well...
I'll come out of my shell
Worried when I start to think something new,
My mind wanders away and I try to hold it back,
To restrict it, but it builds, collects within me
What will happen when the avalanche comes?
Over the years I've tried to prove my worth,
Every week my fighting days have grown.
It's an uphill battle, for my inner reputation
Every day a new discovery
Time will tell what happens next
I only really know a piece of myself,
I’m happy, content,
and it's a great thing to be
But that's just scratching the surface,
there's so much more to me
Just break through the glass
and I'll begin the journey
to find where I stand
Stop trying to shove me in
the mold that's way too small for me,
though you can fit in all too well...
I'll come out of my shell
