The Obstinate Wall

I turn around to see the light

But a brick wall stands in my face

I think twice before I take flight

Yet have no hiding place.

The wall, oh yes, the wall

That stands for the glitches of my life

The wall, oh yes, the wall

That is not severed by a knife.

I turn my back to the wall,

To be met by my life so far

I turn back for refuge perhaps,

To try for a brand new start.

Trying and trying but with no avail

Trying and trying to balance the scale

Trying and trying to revive a life so pale

A life so arid, a life so stale.

I wonder after all this time-

I wonder if all will be fine

I wonder and wonder and wonder

If my life after all is worth…. a dime!