You wouldn't break a turtle's shell.
To them, you'd break a bone,
And yet you always try to break mine whenever I'm alone.
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You wouldn't remove a tortoiseshell.
The flesh and skeleton are attached,
And yet you always point out mine so to the others I feel detached.
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You wouldn't crush snail's shell.
It has the pain of a broken spine,
And yet and every time we meet you say,
in either a subtle or rude way,
that I need to break out of mine.