Hard To Be In a Brittle Shell...

They are asking me to have faith... 
Faith in everything other that myself...

They want me to smile... 
Smile that has become just another facial expression...

They want me to move on... 
Move on in opposite direction...

They want me to choose better... 
Better for them...

They want me to come out of it... 
Come out leaving my soul behind...

They say time will cure everything... 
Can time cure wounds of life time???