when the world’s changing faster than i can comprehend
i tend to hide inside my shell
hoping that when the next time i open the door
everything will slow down and be fine again

what i really need is that person to be there with me
i might appear strong
i might seem like a fighter
but i’m just putting theories on top of theories
so that i can secure my place

but i don’t have enough strength
i need one other person
i am a protector
that needs a stronger protector
to protect her