Wren Ann

The wall

It\'s a game,

I get further and further,

but then a wall emerges in front of me.

The maze seems to grow every time the wall appears,

But I realize that it was you who put it there.

You were the one to block me out,

The one who refuses to let me in.

Every advance forces me to find away around another challenge.

You have been broken by so many people,

that when a person who actually cares comes around, 

a wall emerges yet again.

And so the game continues...