I am surrounded
By walls so high
They block out the sun,
The warmth,
The people around me.
I see them
And they see me
But not truely
As the wall obscures a part of me.
Of all those
Surrounding me
Very few
Have breached this wall
And by doing this
They have knocked free bricks.
I am beginning to be seen
Beginning to show the world
And the people around me
My true self
And that scares me
Makes me build the wall higher
But what scares me the most Is that I want to be seen
Be noticed.
I want someone to come
And truely free me
But my wall is so high
It is hard for people to scale
And that makes me happy.
For the taller the wall
The harder it comes down
When the one who comes frees you.
And later
When even the one who freed me betrays me
I will stand alone
In the ruins of my wall
So tall
And so difficult to build up again.
