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.