Fall Poem by Anonymous Still

Fall
Searching for all in me even after the fall
trying to gather the scattered bricks
with the hope of making a wall
Time and again the bricks fall by
Still trying to hold faith with every convincable lie
The passerby's are long gone with golden brick ahead of me
I am still searching for the strong one through days sometimes gloomy
Despair and anger sometimes pull me behind
But still that one strong brick is nowhere I can find
Doesn't know how long will I have to hold on
the race has long time ended but still I haven't won
Yeah 'those' would have built their castle by the time I find my brick
but in the end
all that matters is not the size of castle
but how strong the wall is even after the hassle! ! !