These walls are made up of bricks,
Stands tall but not ready to fall,
I breathe in while my heart races wildly,
So my heart could continue beating steadily,
You seem to be always my trigger,
This time not for emotions,
My heart wants something more deeper,
That makes my eyes linger with devotions,
Makes my body lit like fire,
Makes me want to demolish these bricks down with a hammer,
And reach out and make me look desperate and needy,
…
I breathe out,
My vision,
I can now see clearly,
But if I do that I know I’ll be chasing,
So I think I’ll just stand my ground and put my feet down,
Until you say those words then maybe I’ll break free,
But until then right now in my mind,
You’re like a ghost to me,
You’re nothing and now I can finally move my feet and move freely.