I live in the house of crumbling walls

I live in the house
of crumbling walls
where eyes are watching
as we stall
to pick up rubble we can hold
on our poor backs
on our poor souls

This life is made of closed off space
Stuck in this marble, shiny case
I'm my own self,
the only me
And you're the only you,
you see
Our hollow heads give rise to thoughts
that bounce around, stuck in their box,
the only place they're free to dwell
and echo on
inside the shell
An open mouth, the only place
where thoughts and words can free escape
most often leads to naught but lies
and other things one should despise
So how can we branch out of here?
this place where I'm still doused in fear
Here in this life
we only dream
of so much more,
of better things
But we cannot be satisfied
the cheesy word is mindset, right?
The only thing that makes the fear
turn around from freezing tears
In life the way to be happy
is, simply, called misery
With each bad thing
we grow some light
To gain
we take away, we fight
So find your self
and find what's great
and that shall finally break the hate
And if we take away these things
we'll open up, untie the strings
and wall by wall
shall tumble down
the box in which the echo sounds

Lets tear the curtain from our eyes
become all we once despised
know our fellow human kinds
see inside the stiff confines
the house of crumbling walls, you see
is all that is
inside of me