Faces turned to walls

I was talking to the sky
my whole childhood
instead of my mom

I always hugged the moon goodnight
because my father
was never home at night

Walls hear all of the secrets
I slept without a worry
days seem so blurry

Where I would lay in bed
without a thought in my mind

I looked up to trees
and jumped so high
I couldn't breathe

Life seems smaller now
In ways
I can't remember
What it is to be young

My poor veins
carry my blood
so slowly

I'll soon be turned into a wall