Poem: Walls

My mind is guarded

Like my heart learned to be.

Walls are built everyday

With constant new material.

I used to be fearless

But now it’s become a roadblock.

A lot feels like nothing

Because my pride is finally abundant.

Persistence means something

If the intention is true.



 

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