Walls

You talk about my walls
As if you can see them
Saying you’re going to break them
Down

Once they are broken
There will be nothing left
Of me
Because my walls are all I am
All I have become

Hollow on the inside
Only a shell
A facade that has become my reality

Maybe you should break them
Break me
Because I want to disappear
Again

Wishing I’d never been found
In the first place

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