When the monster calls

I stare at the walls
Painstakingly white
Color, Color on the wall
Why'd you have to pry?
You see what you shouldn't
What goes on under yourÂ
watchful eyesÂ
Is not for eyes to see.
You see everything
and nothing really
What you should be feelingÂ
you don't feel.
You remain stoic
solid and painstakingly white
Unyielding and Unfeeling.
THUD! THUD!
The knocking startsÂ
shards of glass slides throughÂ
the monster of glass is here,
and he's broken before he can enter.
And I'm left here to ponderÂ
About the reeking stench of failure
And of glass pieces.Â
Won't you please hold meÂ
for some time,
before the monster resuscitatesÂ
I'm still stuckÂ
If I could......
...Only liberate myself
before the glass monster awakesÂ
Color, color on the wall
color me whiteÂ
So I blend right in.Â

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