I had been standing there since time unknown long,
with my back against the brick wall
my eyes shut and i dare not move
someone came and whitewashed us.
not just the wall but me white,blenching white.
i was the wall;it didn't care
scared i looked around;the room seemed to shrink in around
devour me;i dint want to be like the rest of it
ah! but what can be seen!
a rung ladder also painted a part of the wall!
nobody watching i climbed it up
up on the roof parapet sat that guy musing,
playing some nice music filling the horizons beyond
the earth seemed vaster than the sky above
i liked it,i stayed awhile
but suddenly like the clock struck to cindrella's fright
i ran down again leaving no glass shoe behind
i 'turned to my position,shut my eyes,
with my back to the wall,and dared not move
i decided to act like paint.
5:28 PM 1/9/2008
