If I build up a protective shell
And never share my feelings
Will I finally be able to stop hurting?
Or will my shell become my cage?
I’ve been depressed before
And its something I want to avoid
I don’t want to cry anymore
I want to hold up my chin
And not have to blink back the tears
When I feel the urge to cry
I don’t want to be a statue that never cries
That would be worse
No love and no pain
An unfeeling wretch
Thats not what I want
I don’t want my shell
But I wish I could get over the pain
The pain of regrets and losses
Too much pain to remember
And yet its still here
I wish I could forget my pain sometime
And not have to cry over loves long gone