Born in the Shack: Writing Prompt: "A time you wish you could return to"

been thinking about this for a while now. been resting inside me for a years. shes not afraid or full of hate. she's not afraid she won't get her way.wish i could cut myself up and peel away this calloused shell i call my skin push and pop out the other part of me i look forward to knowing
she's brand new and flawless. i used to think i was being a coward, just needed to grab hold and tug and force out, all exposed..but maybe she has to walk out on her own and it just isn't the right time to leave the cacoon
it may be transparent and it may have slits encouraging freedom but maybe i'm trapping myself and can't tell what is at fault and what is not.i wonder if one day she will go bitter and if her heart will rot away, there won't be another
: inside to save her from making mistakes she'd never thought she'd makei look up to her and respect that she is for the better, not the worst
: hoping one day soon she will mend my mentality caused by scars because she believes and when I don't she will fill me with belief. when i succeed I will look back and concieve my own hope, a ray of sunshine will fill my soul.