Trapped in a shell

She's clawing to get out

But no one can tell

She makes sure, without a doubt.

Father would be enraged

That's why I keep her caged.

If you differ in opinion,

how can you be his minion?

Hour by hour

I try not to cower.

Day by day

Just a month past May.

I think what he thinks

I like what he likes

A copy

A duplicate

Just the offspring

It's dreary, it's dull

And I need to get out.

My age will determine

when I let her about.

I will affirm my own thoughts

I will be in control.

There will be a cost.

I will take the toll.

So I'm here in wait

in my shell.

Plotting patiently

Living in hell.

When June strikes

the curtain will rise.

The audience will awe

and I'll have all eyes.

They will know me for me

And not my father's shadow.

I'll go about with glee.

Break out of this life that's been real callow

Till I reach June things will remain.

So be paitient audience,

He won't always be king.

Here from my shell

I bid you goodbye,

only time can tell,

till I can set off and can fly.