• You’re about as translucent as a brick wall.
    Yet you’re caving in.
    Because you see, I SEE it.
    I see your weakness.
    The wear and tear that the world has left
    On your crumbling grout.
    Your imperfections show,
    The cracks and weathered holes
    I see them.
    I see through them.
    But I love them.
    I love the secrets you hold
    The ones you hide behind this thick, thick brick wall.