Solitary Shell

He seemed no different from the rest

Just a healthy, normal boy

His mama always did her best

And he was daddy's pride and joy

He learned to walk and talk on time

But never cared much to be held

And steadily, he would decline

Into his solitary shell

As a boy, he was considered somewhat odd

Kept to himself most of the time

He would daydream in and out

Of his own world

But in every other way

He was fine

He's a Monday morning lunatic

Disturbed from time to time

Lost within himself

In his solitary shell

Temporary, catatonic madman on occasion

When will he break out

Of his solitary shell

He struggled to get through his day

He was helplessly behind

He poured himself on to the page

Writing for hours at a time

As a man, he was a danger to himself

Fearful and sad most of the time

He was drifting in and out of sanity

But in every other way

He was fine

He's a Monday morning lunatic

Disturbed from time to time

Lost within himself

In his solitary shell

A momentary maniac with casual delusions

When will he be let out

Of his solitary shell