Liz Bragg
My Wall
I let down my wall
I told you it all
Then You wouldn’t say anything
But you had become my everything
I texted you; you didn’t reply
Now on my couch here I lie
I let down my wall
I told you it all
Then You wouldn’t say anything
But you had become my everything
I texted you; you didn’t reply
Now on my couch here I lie