The wall you build sometimes

The wall you build sometimes

to keep people away

to not feel anything.

I stand on the other side

wondering if it is just for me?

I wait for it to disappear

but it only gets taller.

I wait there

with sweat and tears as my companion,

they nurture my soul like water does to the roots of a tree

and I wait with a hope that one day

I’ll grow taller than your wall.

Second Choice

an option, not a priority
it is a gift for always being there
a gift for never saying “no”.

not an outcast, but always at last
spending my life feeling not good enough

Best, but still a second choice
staying away from the limelight

Competition for attention
making plans that no one wants.

But, today Ill look at the bright side
I am the first choice