|The Wall of Life
I threw my self against the wall.
I try to laugh it off but it does not work.
I try to make it ok but it seems not.
I live with the face a innocent but a heart of the guilty.
There is a time and place for everything
but why does it have to happen right now at this time.
I would do anything to live life out of fear.
But this time there is no escape from my self.
I am a Wall and i am getting pushed and punched at
it hurts to feel a hit so verbal and so physical.
I never did a sin and i still have to deal with it.
This monster is so heartbreaking it just tares you to sherds.
But why me, i did not do anything to be that wall in the middle of the room.
I want to be done i don't want to feel the hits and the threats.
I want to be a spirit from the other side.
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