My Wall

This is your fault

Each bruise a brick

Higher and higher

The hurtful words, mortar

HIgher and higher

The bruises are gone but I am still broken

Incapable of love because of the lack thereof

Fool me once, well you know how it goes

Oh how proud you'd be to see how I've grown

But I wont let you

No windows in my wall

Only bricks, impenetrable

Impossible for them to fall

Don't you see, this is your fault

You built my wall