Walls

There are walls all around me
The ones you can see
but also there are walls inside
that are invisible to the eye
and also hidden from the mind

It is these walls that I want
to break down
smash through
like
the Kool-Aid Man

That is someone that
knows what they want
and isn't afraid to get it
If I were made of glass

I would never smash
through brick walls
much to the delight of
children everywhere

Instead I sit here
in this prison of
my own design
afraid of too much

brave about too little.