My Shell.

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Today I broke my shell,
Now I want to go outside.
Everything's so bright out here,
I have no place to hide.
I've finally got it figured out.
I know what I'm doing wrong.
I've finally got some confidence.
Enough to sing this song.
I think I'll make a friend today,
just walking down the street.
That's when this girl came my way
and swept me off my feet.
Then she did a back flip
and kicked me in the face.
She reached into her pocket book
and out came the mace.
Oh, where's my fucking shell right now,
I need a place to hide.
I broke my fucking shell today.
I'm not ready for the ride.
To hell and back, then hell again,
and all I want's a friend.
To back then hell then back again.
I wish it all would end.
I have my glue and duct tape
and now I'm off to work.
My shell is back, I'm safe again,
boy was I a jerk.

Matt Bunker

I started out with a goal of becoming a paid screenwriter. I had no interest in any other aspect of filmmaking. I received and scholarship to The Vancouver Film School's Writing for Film and Television program where I graduated in 2005. I fell in love with being on set during my first non-school produced short, . I loved being around all the creative people, seeing people having fun while working. The whole liking your job was a new world to me, so I decided to give it a shot. I volunteered for any project I could, doing what ever was needed. The set was my Film School this time. While working as a PA on a feature I was informed that the DP wanted the three tallest PAs to help out in the grip and electric department. That is when I found the department that felt like the best fit for me while I continued to write.