 | the words covered with layers of dust the time for them to be said long lost it doesnt matter, anymore cause time and life are a whore cheap to us all and words empty and full of meaning alike build a wall around our hearts children unknowing never have this to be showing and so what is it to be an adult always introspective inspecting the wall and finding fault in us and in others who's defense isnt quite so strong is it just me or does it all seem wrong |  |