an endless voice

When I try to tell you about it 

you act like a clown. 

You just want to see me happy 

and I'm just trying to make you proud.

But whenever I try

it's another brick to the clouds

on top of my wall of infinity. 

I'm trapped behind thousands of bricks 

and problems I can't fix, 

stressing me out, 

keeping me up all night long.

Your voice stuck in my ears 

and it won't disappear. 

A voice I never thought I'd want gone. 

But I wouldn't mind if it was, 

at least for a little while,

giving me some time to fix my broken smile.

Crying behind my wall 

while waiting for the call 

that I know ain't gonna come no time soon.

I want to hear Jesus on the line 

but I know it's not my time. 

Somewhere down the line he'll make room.