Enclosed in a shell
It's like a fine line between 'all of them' and 'all in me'
And I remember starting to feel it
And I would just wonder how it was
That I had blanked myself for so long
I felt like I'd been wasted away here
There and everyone else won't ever let up
They won't ever let go
There's no getting through here
There're thousands and thousands and I could swear it might be me
I might be the only one who wants to speed up the slow down
You are looking os hard
You're trying and squinting to squeeze yourself down to a small size
A pin head and put yourself away in the seam
A blanket that can be thrown around to cover it over
To cover everything
But that won't cover it over now

Enclosed in a shell
It's feeling blessed to have been objective about myself at least once in my life
To feel a direction
I find it hard to stomach
Watching you shrink your view
Enclosed in a shell
It's like a fine line between 'all of them' and 'all in me'

So there