Holes in the Wall

Before the wall we played in a big room.

Our differences disappeared in that room.

Then the wall went up.

It happened so fast I barely noticed it.

For a long time I never thought of breaking through the wall.

The big room was gone and there would forever be a wall between us.

Then I could hear you on the other side,

Saying things I never knew,

Because I stayed on my side of the wall.

Later I started listening.

Could I know you through the wall?

When we were beside each other the wall kept us apart.

Now we’re far apart without a wall,

But I’m still trying to break it down.

Sometimes I see you through the holes in the wall.

I’m still trying to get you to help me break it down.