Tied to the Shell.

Driving through the place I once knew. At all points in my life I have been on this same highway. And I'm on another one of those 'what the hell is going on' trips. I've been in a permanent existential crisis for as long as I can remember, sprinkled with moments of clarity. I never know what I am doing. I am feeling certifiable. Terrified of committing to anything. Living by avoiding and avoiding living. But boy am I brave. Frightened to death but always hold my cool. Safe in my shell I freak out, I hide out. I scream to everyone "Go away!!! No wait, come back!!! Don't leave me alone...don't leave but don't come in...." Can't be tied to anything but that shell.

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