Over the years, you've built a wall,
brick by stone, big and small.
In the past you've raised your fence,
post and rail to war against.
Childhood lessons, you were taught,
feelings are best not spoken and battles best not fought.
The mates you've chosen have always been fucked.
Has it been poor choices, or only poor luck?
Still you continue to keep the rest at bay.
But are you aware of the price you'll soon pay?
We can't touch you; you're so sure its true,
no way for the pain hidden to slip into view.
But think of the path you've been carefully avoiding……
Remember the keys to your life open each new morning……
