i resides in a castle,
well-guarded by the four walls
that i have built over the years.
the walls made of the bricks of feeling,
of fears and insecurities.
when people remark on my beauty,
i laugh at them, because i reside in a castle.
and they are simply just patronizing
me, my ego, my fragility,
trying to break through the walls.
when people tell me it was not my fault,
i laugh at them, because i reside in a castle.
and they are simply just comforting
me, my ego, my fragility,
trying to seep through the cracks.
when people say that i can survive the past,
i laugh at them, because i reside in a castle.
and they are simply boosting
me, my ego, my fragility,
trying to slip past the guards.
when people say that i have a future,
i laugh at them, because i reside in a castle.
and they are simply encouraging
me, my ego, my fragility,
and they can’t understand the walls.
i reside in a castle,
well-guarded by the four walls
that i have built over the years.
the walls made of the bricks of feeling,
of the past and the pain.
