Masquarade

I'm that Snail that doesn't walk fast.

I am an artwork of God , that is different from the rest.

..... Different ,with different features and different teachers.

She is afraid of her fears. She shows it with her tears.

She is not like the rest. Bust she is not the best.

She doesn't blend in . But she can lend a hand .

But  Everyone avoids her  and bends her hand.

Look at me, I'm that girl,  that is afraid

to fly and strive.  I have fears.

I have a masquerade . One that hides my fears.

Every tear that goes down describes every fear I have gone through.

That sometimes they were so hard to overcome,

But I have to decide whether I let it interfere or I let it Proceed and let me be freed.

Yes O’ Fear  

I fell once and I can drop twice but I have to strive .

Strive for what I want, So my dear O' fear  you won't frighten me .

You will see me frighten you . And you'll learn that no fear can tear me down .

See me now . See that  I will be , what I want to be.

Youll, see the future me .You will see.

Look O' fear this  little snail got out of her shell

and she  is letting you go far, but very far  away.