The Fourth Wall: My True Self

I’m stuck in a room with four walls

And two windows standing wide and tall

While sitting on this bed like a bean

I just noticed that one is yellow and three are green

I’ve never been so lonely

Neither physically nor mentally

People call and text you the first day

But remember, it’s only YOU all the way

While I start to wonder

what these walls are like, I think,

Would they shout out if given a Mike

Or stay silent like a lonely night

Do these walls have feelings too

Just the way we humans do

Is it their capability to compress it

Or our inability to explore it

You may be happy on the outside

Broken in the inside, But

These four walls

Know it all

From when we are a small bean

To now being fifteen

These four walls have seen you grow

And supported you without letting you go

I’m not talking about the walls

Made of brick and cement

Talking about those

Who are in your life very prominent

First wall stands for your family

Who is with you till the very end

Next are your gurus

Who teach you the difference between right and wrong and good and bad...

Third comes your friends

Because of whom

Your days start with a laugh

And the same it ends

Who do you think is the fourth wall

That your life depends on?

Little did you know

It’s your true self which is yet to be found

How far can the three walls

Guide and support you?

Till their very last breath

But what if that’s before you?

Learn to be strong

Learn to be bold

In this changing world

You, yourself should shine like gold

Stop wasting time on others

Work on yourself; Work on your goals

At the end of the day, all that matters

Is how far you could go

Build these four walls strong and tall

and keep in mind

Three walls without the fourth

will not stand but fall!