somehow,
i see shadows of me in you
there's a glow in this darkness
flickering candle light in bright orange and blue cellophane
and the wind comes, laughing, teasing
to try snatch that orange-yellow teardrop from its heart
dont try so hard,
because i know, and you too
that you're not as strong
the hermit crab cant progress if all it does is to retreat into its shell
when danger comes to stir up its surroundings
all cancerians know that

yes indeed.
that our prison is this world
to walk through it alone, different from the rest
the extent of such a weakness
in thought and action
illuminated, accented, by the world's uncaring
for those who broke the mould society's been using for so long.

shame on you, girl
for being cowardly enough to choose the well-trodden path
shame, for not standing up, standing apart
for your personal beliefs
shame on you, for that need deep down
craving acceptance, belonging, identification.
break down those walls of conformity
and maybe, you'd see true light and release of this world that restricts you so.