Broken Homes

This summer
I hid from the sun and built thicker walls to hide from the cold of winter
But when winter comes
I’m stuck in this cycle, consistent, repetitive
I built thicker walls
So you won’t get too close
So you won’t think too much about me
So this doesn’t end like everything good in my life
Cause everything falls apart
And I guess I’m just older
And my past has made me careful not to trust even my family
The ones who gave me shelter
What’s a home with no foundation?
Just a place to rest you head
And hope that if the walls come down falling
They’ll forgive all that I said
I was screaming in my pillow
Hoping they would hear
And realize what they were doing
Was building up a fear