A wall that stands at a magnificent height That guards what little remains of my heart, It blocks all of the outside light As I curl up on its inside falling apart;
I built this wall with my own hands, With no one there to keep me company; It's all apart of my own great plans, Keeping this pain from being seen by somebody;
Outside the wall is a smile As well as a loud practiced laugh; I haven't truly smiled in a while, And only laugh for the photograph;
Alone I am behind this wall, Afraid to let others inside; Not wanting my heart to take a fall, Like those who have already tried;
Noone knocks on its gate, Noone gives a welcoming cry; So I'll sit alone with the weight, That comes from the lonely sky.