Turtle in the Shell

Sitting back, badge in hand, just doing what I can

A title that I wear, but nobody's really there

Clock ticks slow, feeling trapped in this small town

Uniform snug, like a shell, pulling me down

I got a badge and a gun, but I’m motionless and dull

Wishing I could run, but I’m just sitting still, feeling null

It’s a lonely kind of day, hidden behind this mask

Hiding in plain sight, no need to ask

I’m at work with a badge and a gun, but I’m just sitting on my ass

Feeling like a turtle in this shell, wishing I could pass

Stuck in this uniform, feeling caught in a trance

Longing for a break, a little chance to dance

Maybe someday I’ll break free, leave this behind

Find a new energy, a different kind

Til then I’ll just wait, with patience and grace

Listening to the silence of this quiet place

Badge and gun, but my spirit's on the run

Turtle in the shell, till my workday's done

Waiting for the moment when I can be free

Till then I’ll just sit here, just being me