Since I was a brat in braids
Increasingly in forms of shadows
Some of my demonic escapades
Nobody ever knew me well
I didn't let them in too much
Trust was never one of my virtues
My heart was evasive to touch
I'd climb up trees and there I would wait
For something I still do not know
Winds of fury surround me
These thoughts that remain in tow
My walls are dingy and on the inside
Hides a little girl who is behind a wall
Nobody is there to give a care
Or to see me when I may fall
Solitary silence follows me
I handle all my own fears
Behind my wall suckling on my own heart
Hiding my bitter tears
~Moses~
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