Its a good thing I found the pieces to my shell.
You know, that thing you broke me out of?
Well I put it back on, and its a good thing too.
If it wasn't for my shell, everyone would know how much I still miss you.

I'm falling apart on the inside,
But my precious shell holds everything together.
I cry myself to sleep,
But my precious shell hides the tears.
I go through the days in a haze,
But my precious shell is painted with a smile, so nobody knows.

Thank you my precious little shell,
You're all I have left.