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Tall walls without halls;
no windows, holes or doors;
these are the tricks,
the bricks that my mind holds.
Growing is hard without light.
Growing is strange and never feels right.
The stillness of the darkness that surrounds me shows
if I want some light I’ll need to grow.
I take my pen and write a list.
I’ll make a plan, and follow through.
Or at least that’s what I’ll insist.
But in the end those words aren’t true
it’s just bullshit from me to you.
In my thinking was a confusion;
between making a decision and taking action.
For there is only one first step:
in my case it’s demolition.
Break the bricks in my brain,
although awkward without my armour
unnerved, I unlearn my previous conviction.
After all,
I’m being re-built.
