Trying so hard to climb the walls that have been built ,
Only to fall down before ever even have tried.
Just looking for a chink in the armor,
But it is greeted with a smooth and flawless canvas
That is until the road is traveled down upon that its noticed . . .
A ripple in the wall, that only the faintest of reflections would show.
Hidden so deep no one would find it, yet someone did.
And that caused a great worry.
That someone could finally expose the true depths of a soul,
Leaving it more raw, vulnerable and damaged then it already was.