My wall is growing. If i keep asking myself who are you?Why do you haunt me so?Why do you want to be brought in to this world?
I have a few more boxed up, a few more half done. Each has a name, a life, and a reason to keep living that life. Some evil, some good, and then there are just a few just trying to keep on living.
So, who would you be? What kind of life would you live? I never get tired of asking myself this.