When life gets tough
You have to get tougher.

With every new twist in the road
Comes a new wall built up
A wall trying to shield from the pain.

With every loss life gives
Comes a new smile
Not a real one
But, one to hide behind.

With every new wall built around you
A little piece of you dies
A little piece of you is hidden.

As you hide behind wall after wall
You become lost.

This is the problem.

Lost in yourself.

Hiding behind the smile of pain.

Wall.

After.

Wall.

How can I find myself hiding behind these walls?