I am a formidable fortress.
I am an impenetrable wall.
I am an unscalable tower.
It isnt that I long to live
Up high here, locked away
But I saw their many faces
And used brick and stone to save
I watch from my stone tower
I watch the children play
I long to join the children
But I am old, grey, and afraid.
I want to break these walls down
But I have not the strength
What once was a mighty shelter
Is now a high prison
My only hope
My only chance
Is that someone has the strength
To scale this dangerous wall.
I'll try to let my hair down
I'll pray that you won't fall.
But
Alas!
All of them cowards,
See my tower
Then run.
I curse those carefully placed stone
And ask,
Shall I always be alone?
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