I created for you a wall that seconded as a cage.
I trapped you there like a bird and with you I bottled up all my emotions.
And outside your walls in the warmth of light I built a frail, bitter, kingdom on sandy shores.
A kingdom of spectacular lights where the castle was full of boisterous, yet false laughter.
On every street corner a show for the masses depicting something they wanted to see.
A different show for every person.
My castle walls lined with masks and costumes galore slowly grows crowded with more.
Slowly my kingdom crumbles and the street and shows all flood.
I am surrounded by my faces long past.
Behind my throne of false faces I hear you claw and scream.
I'm sure you hate me
I'm sure it's true
Otherwise you have no reason to curse me from the darkest reaches of this abyss like room.
Worry not, however, for as my kingdom drowns so too shall I.
And in its place left standing.
A wall and throne that protected you from the violent flooding tide.
