Are you the Great Wall of China?
Because I can’t break down your walls.
You are 5,500 miles of hard rock and foundation that rips me apart.
5,500 miles of trying to reach your mind, your heart.
Still moving, still searching for you.
By now I think you’re buried under the ground of the Great Wall of China.
Your soul is cracked like the pavement,
it’s grey like your mindset.
It took seven months to search for you, but your walls are too high.