If Walls could talk
Jesus that'd be a scary world
Just imagine,
Would They be judgmental?
Would They be supportive?
Would They be the words of wisdom and a shoulder to cry on?
Would They tell me 'don't say that' or 'you'll regret that later' or 'don't just let her walk out like that.'
Would They be the stabilization I so terribly need? The mother I wish I had, or the sister I desperately want.
Tell me what's right from wrong, how to make my life better and what it is thats ******* up my brain. After all, They do witness everything.
My Walls would know me better than any human could.
They see me at my happiest, hear every conversation I have, witness my constant vulnerability, even when I'm so low that I put holes in that kind plaster and spill my blood for Them to see.
They know all, like a god. The thought of Them having the ability to speak as we do is petrifying. If I could, I would apologize to my Walls. For all the fights and the screaming and the holes and everything they've had to see. I'm so sorry friends, for all the *******.
And I would thank Them for always being there for me, even thought they don't have a choice.
Now if Walls could walk, I know mine would ride the next bus out of town.
No way would They want to deal with my reckless *** any longer.