I built my walls,
With bails of straw
I covered my fears,
I hid my flaws
But you blew them down in the end.
I built my walls,
With bundles of sticks
I added my rage,
Into the mix
But you blew them down in the end.
I built my walls,
With baskets of bricks
I didn't think I'd fall,
Once more for your tricks
But you blew them down in the end.
I built my walls,
And you broke them down
I tried to swim,
While you made me drown
But I built them once again.
~Via
• • •
Break me all you want. I'll still build my walls back up every single time.
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PoetryYou ask people about love, They tell you about heartbreak. You ask people about smiles, But when aren't they fake? You ask people about sorrow, And their words could fill oceans. So if you want to hear mine, Here's my whirlwind of emotions. • •...
