Walls

Someone told me once that I was strong. But now that I think about it I know that they're wrong My walls are strong They keep me together Pushing me along Through all the tough weather They keep me packed tight With no cracks or holes There is no light Nothing for my soul They are my floodgates That will always be sealed Always putting on more weight Never healed I am not strong But my walls are With out them I doubt I could go along My situation would be more dire I thank the walls But I also hate them They keep me from horrible falls But also great people I am suffocating in my own shell I have created my own personal hell Tearing them down would mean certain death So I will keep them till my final breath