Four Walls – Poem by Me – adventures of a typical high school student

four walls makes a house, but it doesn't make a home
and there's more walls between us than there are in 
this house that's not a home

hearing the birds chirp and peck at our windows,
looking out to see dreamy blue skies with white puffy clouds-
reminders of how much prettier the world is 
                    on the outside.

there's always crumbs on the floor. every door is
tightly shut, not unlike us. i used to want things to get
better; to laugh, to play, to load up the car and go 
be a family

now all i wish for is semi-peaceful co-existence 
because even though i reside within the same four walls
as you, you've put up another four
i'm not interested in tearing down your fortress

I hope you enjoyed this poem! Feel free to leave feedback or requests for certain topics to write about in the comments below 🙂

Brooke