Careful, the walls have eyes, along with ears.
Careful, the walls are filled with hate.
Careful, the walls are vile, unsafe, designed to destroy.
Careful, you are oblivious to their game.
Careful, do not feed off the walls, do not dare, or they could lead to your despair, and as you seek their shield, their shade, their protection,
Careful, the walls could do you wrong.
Ingenous, you share your dreams and your face lights up, causing butterflies to fill you with their beauty, something the walls cannot bare.
So cold, they crumble, leading you astray, as you become prey.
A prey for jealousy, a prey for envy.
Careful, the walls could destroy you.
The walls are us, the walls are them, hidden in labels, friendships, bonds that reek of betrayel.
Careful, the walls can smile, and burn the definition of purity, the definition of love.
