and as it's always been,
i have a little shell to protect me
and in which for me to hide in.
as long as it is here for me my enemies stay away,
but now i have this feeling that has put me in dismay.
i feel a heavy load pushing upon my back,
after it keeps pushing i feel a little crack.
OFF GOES MY SHELL!! I AM THE MONSTER'S PREY!!
but somehow despite my slowness i manage to run away.
but now there is problem, i must grow my shell back.
but during this vulnerable stage, how will i survive attack?
there is no where to run,
there is no where to hide.
if it does not grow back soon then surely i will die.
i've stayed away from predators, but now the softest touch
sends me into a spasm because it will hurt so much.
sure it isn't much, and if my shell were here,
i simply could ignore it (OH MY SHELL I HOLD SO DEAR!)
i wouldn't even notice, i'd simply think about
the things that make me happy and things i could live without.
but now i start to notice, these little bitty pains
that once were unimportant, but now i'm stuck in bitter rain.
when this shell grows back, i'll be myself again.
but until then i must be strong or come to bitter end.
for when it has returned to me i will survive the worst,
oh this little shell that's protected me ever since my birth.