Entangled, Confined

We look and try to find what is behind our walls.
And try to figure out what we’ve become.
I once told you: “We’ll work it out but not just yet.”
Seems like we manage to live on false hope.

We try to hide it behind our walls.
This fragile defense can’t last forever.
They keep us confined from a real life.
Tear the walls down.

The bricks are falling down, will we open our hearts?
This time without shelter will we succeed,
or just get lost, build up new walls and hide again?
Maybe defense is a part of our worlds.

There’s nothing to fear when we put up our guard.

We will always hide it.
Never open up to what lies beyond.
Behind our walls.
The walls forever.
They keep us confined.
We will die alone within our own walls.