The sunset..
As the sun hides behind the clouds, escaping the moments of sunset We in our lives build walls around, evading the moments that get us upset We live in the moment, and yet think of the hurt to come We cease our feelings, and think it shall protect our nub Protected or not, we do get hurt The feelings that make us vulnerable, do show up in the course So now I wonder sitting in my window, what purpose does those walls serve They hide your true self, and shatter the moment someone gets close But bypassing the walls now sounds so very strange, an idea that could lead to many more heartbreaks In todays world its always a puzzle, And it makes me question our moments with no hustle!