Behind Your Walls

By Ian Osmond

You wrap yourself in thoughtful veils

You cloud yourself in strong ideals,

You've clothed yourself as a maiden warrior

A crusader of your time;

Many masks you have worn for the world

But your heart is still known by mine.

Always looking for your escape,

Never happy with what's around you;

Rushing to be older

Rushing to know more

The path of age moves too slowly,

You don't wish to walk down that same road.

So take on the form of apathy,

Take on the form of revolution;

Your fortress has walls built up

Painted to give new perception;

Of maturity

Of higher thinking

Yet these walls hide the city inside,

Whose streets I've seen and known.

I know you and I love you,

You can't hide your true self from me.