Footsteps

I walk forward in this hall

I utter no sound as I face a wall

I hear people speaking amongst themselves, all to tell

But they don't see me all that well

They hear my meager whispers in their ears

But it's like they've heard their greatest fears

My footsteps are too loud they claim

And I am the one who is to blame

Eggshells scatter all around

As I am walking on this ground

They see my tears and will rejoice

At such a broken-sounding voice

If I stepped towards you

Would you tell me to shoo?

Or would you come and take my hand

And lead me to a promised land?

No matter how much dirt I collect

No matter how much scars you have checked

I will keep on walking tall

With my weak footsteps down this hall