Walls All about me As thick as the world Yet clear like glass Everyone, everything Unceasingly On another side In another land Sometimes looking in Never reaching out Bestow A gift of confinement Trapping in sweet loneliness Winsome silence Of nostalgic hope Consolation Soon it shall crumble Coldness will weep within
Reason for writing:
this is about the walls we build around ourselves to hide
our true personalities and to protect ourselves from the
world. we grow lonely but we form these walls ourselves
and are afraid to let others in, afraid to let people
know who we really are. please e-mail me and tell me what
you think.
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