Walls Of Confinement

Before my eyes I see a wall,<br>12 000 miles high,<br>and the same amount wide.<br><br>Within that wall are<br>faces of people<br>to whom I once could relate.<br><br>Now communicating seems hard,<br>when there`s an ego barrier to break through.<br><br>Opinions of self opinions<br>cloud a new horizon.<br>The vision a mere illusion.<br><br>Biased in conclusion, trapped in seclusion,<br>to the outside - exclusion.<br><br>When an attitude is so biased,<br>what can you expect to change ?<br><br>Banging your head,<br>but the wall`s not moving,<br>it`s enclosing.<br><br>Burning so much energy.<br>Enthusiasm burning.<br>Is change the " real " obsession ?<br><br>Or with a sense of pretention,<br>do you merely strive<br>for credible attention ? ? ?