Late *ahem* Week 2 =P

I haven't written poetry that rhymes in so long....so I don't really know where this cam from xD

Walls have ears
but they not need speak
To share the words
that creep, that creep,
and weave through staircases
slither down halls
"Come listen! Come listen!
Away!! They call!!"

They think I lie
They think can't hear
How can they know me
as I disappear
From the sight and sound
that they've 'banished' me from
It tough, I know
but it's what she's become.

xx