Wall

 

Sometimes I

Wonder

What it would be

Like

Talking to

A

Wall.

It would listen

Wouldn’t it?

It wouldn’t

Interrupt me

Or judge me

Or hate me

Or hit on me

(Well

Technically

It could

But in a much

More painful

Way).

Of course

It can’t nod

Or talk

Or offer

Advice

But maybe talking

Aloud

Will help myself

Find advice

And peace

Of mind.

It would be

Kind

Sincere

And understanding

All the time

Regardless of my

Stories

And how many

Times I tell them.

It wouldn’t

Spill my

Secrets

When I confess

My crush

Or

Love.

It doesn’t

Have any other

Friends

But

Me.

Maybe the next

Time I say

“Talking to you

Is like

Talking to

A wall”

I will think of

It as a compliment

And hope

You do

Too.