Shell

Squishy interlopers come out of that shell it is your personal hell that you graciously sat yourself in. Wrapped in a withering blanket no longer protecting you from outside, the human interaction conveyed through a looking glass. Snap out of it not everything is bleak and not everyone is out to get you. Fear not to seek love it's out there waiting to meet you. Dreams keep dreaming, make it a reality. Pointless it's not so pointless to try new things, let your heart out of that shell .....live live for tomorrow isn't certain. Live...........just Live.....love.............just love