Blank Walls

The walls are lucky.
They have no emotions,
Neither can they show it.
They always have a blank expression,
And are solidly cold.
They're soft and gentle,
When you rub against them.
But they are really hollow inside.
I wish I could be like the walls.
To have no emotion,
No life,
No love,
No pain.
The walls are lucky,
They can't feel anything,
No matter how hard you knock.
I'm as plain as these white walls
That conserve me inside them.
Blank Walls...