after my whole life the thing i feel bad for is my walls.
They have seen, heard and been through
everything with me. They've
seen me cry like break down. They've heard me cursing when i
was
mad. They've re-painted 6 different times. They've heard the
fights me and friends have gotten into. They saw me get in
trouble. They've heard my music. They've seen me sing
+
dance. They've seen me cuddle. They've seen me be
kissed. They've seen me be hugged. They've seen
the good times. They've seen the bad times.
They've watched be my real self.