my body is only a shell
like a chest with two big locks on it
it'll be hard to open it
and to find the treasure
it'll take a while to escape the dark milky clouds.
Everyday the mirror mocks me with distorted images
cracked lips
pale ghostly white eyes
spotted cheeks
and thick neck
thick skin
and chubby thighs.
But inside
their's something else
something better
something more lively and colorful
someone better then who i look
he's be trapped behind scaly,prickly vines.
my skin cracks,first my cheeks,then my hands,
my legs and my arms,they spread around my body
here i am stuck,my vision is blurry and dark,
i close my eyes
a tear escapes
my mind wonders
as i crave for my escape.
when i awake
in the mid morning light
everything is quiet
as if it was Christmas night
i look around
and then get up,
scared,terrified to face the mirror
but when i do,i don't see the same shell.
my skin light,only slightly pale
my face soft,not a single crack,not even one little imperfection.
My eyes dark blue
and my cheeks small
my lips slightly thin,
when i look down,my body's not the same
i am skinny
my shirt doesn't fit my
my chest not as fluffy
my sides not as chubby,and my arms small and my hands slender.
my hair long,soft and light brown
happiness,light and color fills me
here i am,the real me
no chrysalis
not a shell
i'm now a butterfly.
When i look at my bed,there is my shell
broken,cracked and ugly,i can now live life who i want to be
please call me Harvey.
