Franklin

This was not his shell, he thought
I must be trapped, I must be caught
The air is sticky, wet, and hot
A new home now, it must be sought
To shed this dome in which he lives
To someone else now he will give
How bad he wants to shed his skin
Off to new waters He must swim
He knows he built this wretched home
This place that makes him feel alone
They always said reap what you sow
He needs this last one chance to grow
And though it's safe deep in this shellΒ
There is no one else here to tell
It fills the walls, his echoed yell
How to escape this lonely hell
With stunted growth he take its shape
It won't allow his souls to gapeΒ
So stifling, is this dark cape
Must find a new way to escape
From this day forward all is new
He could not see how much he grew
He feels the strength now to bust through
To make his way home, back to you
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