And just for thought...
Walls surround, filled with people and sounds,
Bouncing off each other like a symphony.
In those walls, I sat, absorbing the vibrations,
Thinking that it was the walls that were important
But the walls started to crack over time,
Aging and swelling and growing and crumbling,
Leaving holes in the foundation of what it once was,
Realizing sometimes we don't go back to what we were, changing into something new instead.
Among those cracks, I sat and watched,
I watched the people go
And heard their sounds quiet,
Taking notes as I saw wings sprout around me.
I remained among the debris of what those walls once were.
But I saw the light peak through and shine in my eye, whispering for me to try,
To try to catch that light for myself
And I started to understand it was never about the walls.
I sat and I looked beyond the brick.
I closed my eyes and remembered the sounds of our laughter, the feel of our rage,
And how it felt to sit with you after a long day.
And as I walk away from the bricks I laid down there, I know I can walk away with you still with me
Because what I found there was a beautiful strength, one I had forgotten I had.
The wood will continue to rot.
The bricks will continue to crumble.
The glasses will continue to shatter
But the people will continue to grow
And for all my hours, for all those years spent
Telling myself it was the place I love,
What I finally realize is that it was just four walls.
What mattered was what bloomed inside.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.