Bedroom Walls
These walls they can hear all that is said,
They listen to all that I say,
Remembering each word uttered in here,
Every little bit of the day,
And they also have eyes peering at me,
Watching the things that I hide,
Watching while shielding each pure act,
The things I love doing inside,
And, these walls, they don’t judge the things that I do,
Opinions are kept out of sight,
These walls they don’t really mind what goes on,
They don’t care if it’s wrong or it’s right,
You see, my reliable friends are these walls I live in,
Keeping private the things that I do,
These walls are the things that I can rely on,
I wonder do you love your four walls too?
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2018
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