Thin Walls
Mallory Hicksby
lived all alone in the basement
of the Bates Hotel
Each night he could hear
Norman and his mother arguing
through the thin walls that had an off-color smell
He lived all alone
He was just a lonely person,
someone who had no friends
Every morning he hated to have to leave his room
and go to work
He hated to have to shower ... chop chop
He wished he could stay in his room always,
just listening to Norman and his mother conversing
Mallory secretly wished Norman was his friend,
someone he could confide in
He wished he had a mother like Norman had,
they always made up after they got mad
But every time he passed Norman in the hall
on his way to work,
Norman never said hi
Norman never said goodbye
Norman always looked sad,
like he was always about to cry
Mallory always wanted to reach out
and give Norman a hug
He fantasized that Norman and he were best buds
He'd tell Norman he wished he had a mother
that loved him like that
But every time Norman passed him in the hall,
he never once looked back
He lived all alone
He was just a lonely person,
someone who had no friends
Mallory secretly wished Norman was his friend,
someone he could confide in
Together they would cross their hearts and hope to die,
they would be best friends who would never ask questions why
But for now, his secret must be kept hidden
The truth must remain buried in the lye
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016
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