these walls seem to cry , raw emotion flying back and forth across the
room .
clashing egos and attitudes seem to be the main reason why , and
these walls pose my impending doom .
they leave a residue of failure
and false claims of achievements that have no meaning , its like the
walls have eyes and their stares are demeaning .
its all i see
when I sleep and when when I wake , god I don't know how much more I can
take .
misfortune and death inside of these walls , I can always run
away that's if I had any balls ,
and these walls taunt me so even when I'm
havinq dreams but I quess I'm stuck inside these walls until I'm eighteen .