I was up against a wall
Something should have caught my fall.
Even in open space
It doesn't matter the time or place.
I am up against a wall.
There are days when it doesn't matter to me at all.
My mind is cold,
and theres nothing like it to make you feel so old.
When the bricks start to fall
I'll be caught in life's squall.
When I'm up against this wall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem