These walls around me...
They crumble around me, falling down.
the bricks they fall all around me.
i'm breaking it down, one by one.
i've been traped and secluded from the world.
lost in myself, but now i've found a way out.
it may be meaningless to run away from yourself.
but rather you should run away from what you have become.
these bricks that lay at my feet, are not dull and grey any longer.
they are now the colours of the rainbow.
something brighter everyday.

When someone says i can't do something, they place another brick on top of my wall..
Slow and gradually building it higher...
But with every brick placed there i have the urge, the firer inside of me,
driving me to proove them wrong..
Pushing me to be something more than their expectations...
Its how i live my life, it doesn't mean i'm unhappy...
I just have the firey red hair, the boiling blood, and the passion to push my limits.
even though in the doing of so i could get hurt...
But that gives me the stregth to get back up again, and keep at it.

If at first you don't succeed; try, try again. :)