My Shell

I don't understand why,
But sometimes I feel I don't belong.
Sometimes I just want to hide,
And sometimes I wish I was gone.

I look at you and I see something wonderful,
I look at me and see something that wishes it was free.
Free to soar without fear,
Free to dance without shame.

You're one of the reasons,
One of the reasons that's starting to change.
I really want that to happen,
But sometimes I feel strange,
Like I'm making a fool of myself,
Even when I'm quiet.
Either that or let me stay in my shell.