Sometimes I have this feeling of inadequacy; that there is this invisible wall around me.
The invisible wall made from the bricks from the best-to-be-forgotten childhood years.
It is like there is a gap that I need to feel, yet I know not how to fill it.
When this happens, I do what I think I should do, but it usually comes out odd, and repels.
Annie Lennox summed it aptly:
"Some people never say the words "I love you"
It's not their style to be so bold
Some people never say the words "I love you"
But like a child they're longing to be told
They've got a wall in China
It's a thousand miles long
To keep out the foreigners
They made it strong
And I've got a wall around me
That you can't even see
It took a little time
To get next to me
If something goes wrong, I'm the first to admit it
The first to admit it - but the last one to know
If something goes right, well, it's likely to lose me
It's apt to confuse me
Because it's such an unusual sight, oh
I can't get used to something so right
Something so right"
I can't get used to something so right.