trapped.

No one understands the kind of fear that grips me when I have such thoughts.

No one bothers to try and comprehend how I really feel.

The wall I've built over time has successfully kept everyone out.

I thought I found the key to recreating the fall of my Berlin wall.

I thought that hope does prevail and good comes to those who have faith.

Foolish was the man who built his house upon the sand.

Foolish was this girl who believed.

A fortress I have built, a fortress I'll forever be in.

A mask put on for all to see.

Yet, a mask I put not on for you.

Naivety and emotional attachment will be my downfall.

A downfall I'm willing to experience for the right purpose.

I thought, I hoped, I prayed.

I thought wrong.

I hoped for too much.

I prayed selfishly.

Only for you, I will.