Here's a little something about me
I was always the wall
The wall who would lend a shoulder for anyone to cry on
The wall that would listen to anyone who just wants to rant
The wall that stays even if it's been scribbled or spat on
The wall that stays and only knows how to love and give
The wall that grew up too fast
The wall who was never comfortable with others being hurt so she tried her best to give them the heaven she never had
The wall who expressed herself and when she did, she was misunderstood
The wall who's scared of any real affection shown towards her
The wall who was always surrounded by the constant negative mentality that crying is for the weak
The wall who took the advice too seriously and now cries behind closed doors.
I'm sorry for being that wall
I never wanted to be that wall....