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.