Inside My Shell Poem by Phil Soar

I draw on my subconscious
Whenever I feel blue
I try and be more positive
When I don't know what to do
I have subliminal messages
That stand the test of time
Although they need a little tweak
Of conscience at sometime
I try to measure feelings
And predict what I will do
But mind games play a prominence
In making me feel blue
So now and then I blow a fuse
To drive away the doubt
And hide inside my crablike shell
'Til it's safe to come out