I am a wall
Tall and sleek
Covered in layers of paint
What you do not know
Is what's underneath
This white isn't such a saint
I'm rotting and bruised
With holes and nails
And insects that crawl between
My old colors are faded
Now old shells
Never again to be seen
I've had paper with flowers
Cover me up
From window to floor to hell
Paper with bunnies
And plates with cups
A mask that always fell
But now I'm white
Sincere as can be
Unnoticed and watching you all
And I know you don't look
Because, well it's just me
I'm nothing but "that **wall"