I'm building up my walls again.

Oh,

to slather the bricks

one by one

with the means to keep so much stuff out.

I don't use chain link anymore,

It's too easy for stuff to get back in.

I'd rather it all stand on the outside

and have to claw it's way inch by inch towards the top,

just to try to reach me.

Just to finally have something wanting ME.

I want to see it fight.

Fight it's way up and up and up.

20, 30, 50, 100 feet.

All the way into the clouds.

Just to see that once it makes its way to me....

It has to fight like hell to get away.