Oysters

Closed fists reveal no lines,
dark clouds don't cry,
sunsets hide the dawn,
No, it's not just me.

Open up, people say,
go out and explore,
breathe out, not just in,
But i still remain the flower, yet to bloom.

In my little corner,
listening to the rain,
watching the world dance,
through the blinds of my heart.

You push me out of my shell,
My wings don't unfurl,
I float, but can't fly,
Not every bubble can burst.

My heart does beat,
maybe a bit quietly,
but someday you'll see,

There's a whole new universe beneath these eyes.