Shell my head into my hands,
smoke of judgment times of sand.
Drop the world and all its smoke,
shell my head before i choke.
Squinting eyes smothered by tar,
talk of truth come wide and far.
Why follow? the leader's mistaken,
shell my head for we're all forsaken.
Dress in white in full disguise,
fool the world, to your demise.
familiar faces prod and poke,
Shell my head there's too much smoke.
Familiar arms are flung wide open,
to lure you out, your shell seems broken...
Your shells not broken it's all a trick!
It's sleeping beauty's needle prick!
Shell your head you stupid fool,
ignore the world your just its tool!
Renew yourself in a smothered face.
Your hands clenched tight in your sacred space.
Decrease the weight in a silent shout
into your hands and let no sound out.
This shell is mine untouched by all those lies,
Where my mind prevails and the world just dies
Don't lift your head and breathe the smoke,
just shell your head before you choke.
seal the cracks and shut out the noise,
and heal your mind before it destroys
My head's too heavy, my hands too weak,
my shell collapses, noise starts to leak.
Silent screams seem to get louder,
my humble fortress turned into powder.
Familiar faces, arms flung open,
why speak out loud? I'm just outspoken
Silver trophy winner
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