I have built walls to keep people out,
And I have built them up so high,
Brick upon brick, with barb wire on top,
It's nearly reaching the sky.
While I made them to keep people out,
They also keep me hidden within,
Only catching glimpses of the world
Through the windows I put in.
I long to join the rest of the world,
But it's safer inside my walls,
Because while I'm alone in here,
I can't be hurt by anyone at all.
People may surround my windows,
To catch glimpses of who I am,
But will never see the whole picture,
Or be able to truly understand.
I do talk to them sometimes,
When they surround my windows,
And I don't know how or why,
But I still manage to feel alone.
Maybe the wall doesn't protect me,
Like I originally thought,
But instead keeps me isolated,
Within the loneliness they've wrought.
(A/N): This poem is dedicated to @Anna_Aru, who requested a poem on this topic!
