A Birds Hatcing

My Shell cracked open, Releasing me unto the world, Completely exposed to life Fragile and vulnerable as snow, The Wind scrapes my face, The humming of birds pierces my ear, My feet bleed from the remorseless ground, I make haste to my defense, Shattered to the ground, I seize the shells, Naively I try to repair the damage, Despair is me for there is no solution, I am bare and afraid, And the shell that has cracked cannot be closed