Walls

Walls Cynthia Garcia I’m a lonely soul in a crowded world The making of a woman but still a girl There’s never a chorus to my song I must be crazy, crazy or strong . Where do I belong ? I belong with the wind the rain is my friend Even though all the stars of the nights blanket Cannot begin to wrap around my soul to make ammenze I try to take it in I try to mend . I see what is and hope for what will be Maybe what the two can find will make me , me . Maybe then my wings will fly free . I won’t let myself fall down I will not bleed My walls protect me they are what I need . Some say walls don’t save lives I say walls save my cries . I keep in all that I have left of me I cherish those walls that set me free . Inside those walls is a heart that beats solid tears A heart that’s grown bigger and bigger all these years . It is I and I will not die I stand ready to face our fears . Little at a time my pain can yield only with those walls my shield . I won’t let them go until my heart says so . My heart will one day grow , then and only then will I know That time has come Ill take my crown. Ill spread my wings and open my soul to everything . Never again will I be that lonely soul that cried wolf I am the wolf that cries for that lonely soul. Tears will come and go but in them I will not drown I am not sleeping six feet below the ground I am alive behind these walls Alive and free .