piece by piece
brick by brick
I put up walls to
keep me safe
at first, I thought it a good idea
I could move through life
feeling kind of secure
but
I have found
what I wanted to keep out
was necessary to grow
I needed the friction of
what scared me to make me
who I was supposed to be
instead
I am bored within these walls and restless
and have missed out on so much
yet, I feel unable to break free of that habit
now a part of me.