Lessons of mortar

You face all the world alone
Built your walls from brick and clay
Standing strong apon a solitary hill
Facig the world alone

Bricks can be torn to a fragile dust
As well, as clays rapid decay
Relying on your emotional masonry skills
Building them higher and stronger

Stare at the couples from far away
And try and keep your distance
Tired of small talk and childs play
Their forts built from brick and hay
You watch one draw near
He looks at you with tears
Hoping you will see him different
Let his foundations stay

Guards you from the wind
Keeping him company
Slowly growing old
While he believes your arguments
Knowingly, towering along side each
Loved his presence, loathed his tolerance
Gaining codependence, as the layers tear down