By Donovan Christoffer (bigsword@iastate.edu)
Date: 31 March 1998

The Wall

I've worked so 
hard on this 
thing for so long

And although it 
might no be the 
right thing to do, 
it feels better 
than the pain.

I've built my wall 
up around me so 
perfect, so strong, 
so tall

And although it 
might not be the 
right thing to do, 
it sure feels better 
than the pain

Now you are here 
and I wonder what 
the world is like 
on the outside 
of this fortress 
and my wall crumbles 
a bit and I bring 
out my mortar 
and repair it

And although it 
might no be the 
right thing to do, 
it sure as hell 
feels better 
than the pain

You walk around 
the base of my wall 
and I watch you 
from up on its high 
watch tower, I 
wonder what my 
wall looks like 
from down there 
and I wish to be 
by your side and 
my wall crumbles 
a bit and I bring 
out my mortar 
and try to repair it

And although it 
might not be the 
right thing to do, 
I'm sure it feels 
better than the pain

I've been inside 
here for so long 
now and I've 
forgotten what it's 
like to know someone 
and you run your 
hand along the wall, 
a gentle touch and 
the tower trembles 
and my wall 
crumbles a bit 
more and I bring 
out my mortar 
and I think about 
what it would be 
like if my wall 
fell down and 
I put a little 
mortar on the wall

And although it 
might not be the 
right thing to do, 
I'm pretty sure it 
feels better 
than the pain

Confusion sets in 
and I want to escape 
my wall and I want 
to stay within its 
security and I look 
for a doorway 
to the outside, a 
doorway to you and 
I cannot find one 
because in my haste
to escape the pain 
I forgot to leave 
myself a way out 
of this place because
I forgot how good 
it can feel to be with 
someone and now 
I'm trapped in this 
place that I've 
created for myself, 
trapped here, behind 
my wall hoping that 
your fingers will find 
a fault in the joints 
of my wall and pick 
out the mortar and 
tear down my wall

And I'm not sure 
anymore what is the 
right thing to do 
and I no longer 
remember the pain 
because my heart 
tells me there's so 
much more and my 
head tells me 
there's pain outside 
and my body longs 
for your touch, my 
heart for your 
companionship and 
the wall stands 
before me and 
I am confused and 
I am scared and 
I want out