Perfect Circle

It just feels very violent, cos there are no walls protecting me since I've assumed I wouldn't need them around THE ones. Then suddenly, this happens, and I go numb. Blank. Stricken. And its never the same again.

Do you ever realise you're just too full of yourself to even let anything else in?

That all you want is a wall, but not profess the want and imagine yourself to be the wall?

Some day I will have to sit and think if it is worth it. The day I get disappointed at my own revelation, is the day I will have to let you go.

Everyone

Wants a better deal.
Wants to rise.
Wants to snap.
Wants to talk.
Wants to exclaim.
Wants to react.

Someone has to stay steady, hold guard.