The walls I've built
used to be sturdy and strong
I built them to be that way
they kept out everything that was wrong
The walls I've built
are becoming old and worn
full of cracks that have begun to spiderweb
I'm beginning to feel weak and torn
These walls I've built
I thought they'd be everlasting
and never let me down
now they're filling up with everything
and I feel like I might drown
These walls I've built
are busting at every seam
maybe if I tear them down
I'll be okay enough to dream
-October 2013
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