If The Walls Could Ever Talk

You were five, and there were your mates

You were weeping coz you were locked and so were they

Little did you know that the walls gave you unlimited play dates and

Slowly you were tied by bands and pinky promises.

 

You were fifteen, and everyone had labels

From the queen bee to cool one, nerdy to hot and bestie to bitch

The architecture you once condemned was now home to your many firsts.

 

The walls wept with you the first time your heart broke and

Slowly danced in the background for every butterfly’s performance.

Rolled eyes every time you lied about special class and

Gawked as you communicated through chits and notes.

 

If the walls could ever talk, it would probably scream

You probably hated me, but you will realize I am not the worst.

With me your every secret is safe and I can’t wait for you to fly,

When you are high up in the air, all I am is a tiny part of your monumental life.

But the miniature me will make sure you beam

through every memory you have left behind with me.