What a waste of time
What a waste of our hearts
To bash our heads
Into the wall
For the fifthundred-time
When will we be done
When will we realize
That the wall is fixed
Wont budge
However hard we push
The nights seem darker nowadays
When the staint has left its marks
Permanent scarrs
On our winterpale skin
What a waste of time
What a waste of our hearts
To hold on
When the wall between us
Is solid and unbreakable
Separating us
For eternity