Through the Walls

It might seem tragic, the fate you’ve found
When the only refuge, is underground
Try to hear, feel the sound
Silence all day long
No more fears, left to face
But you still feel empty, every day
When you’re pushed, you do not fade
Most will say that you’re wrong
You don’t care, have seen it all
Not surprised, with any fall
Going through, every wall
Writing your own song
The streets are empty, full of ghosts
No longer bother to cross, any moat
Button up, with another coat
Nowhere, you do belong
Try to speak, in any scene
Nothing close, to your dreams
It’s no matter, how much you clean
The story is far too long
You don’t care, have seen it all
Not surprised, with any fall
Going through, every wall
Writing your own song
Walk every road, even the alley
On the ship, breaking from the mooring
One thing for sure, never boring
A random bang of the gong
Does anyone hear, it’s hard to tell
Mostly quiet, feel the spell
Dipping into another well
Before you have to yawn
You don’t care, have seen it all
Not surprised, with any fall
Going through, every wall
Writing your own song
At the end, of the modern play
After the applause, what do you say
Getting ready, to leave the bay
Seek the hidden bond
That you’re never, able to connect
Before you have to, go to bed
Nothing more, will be said
In silence, you’ll be gone
You don’t care, have seen it all
Not surprised, with any fall
Going through, every wall
Writing your own song