It's cruel and indecent of me
to expect you to climb
these walls
They are my walls,
I realize that now
To hide behind
to shut out the light
I care not to see
So I built this palisade
and from the ramparts
I can see you struggle and fume
It's my fault
I know
but I can begin to see
The sunlight
through the cracks
Aug 11, 2010
Aug 11, 2010 at 9:23 PM UTC
It's cruel and indecent of me
to expect you to climb
these walls
They are my walls,
I realize that now
To hide behind
to shut out the light
I care not to see
So I built this palisade
and from the ramparts
I can see you struggle and fume
It's my fault
I know
but I can begin to see
The sunlight
through the cracks
I'm so distant and reserved. sigh
(c) Jesse Bourque
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