Under the walls

We hide behind walls. We grow and fear invades us and we build walls of protection against what is foreign, without realizing that we are actually the ones locked up. We hide behind a facade and protect ourselves with increasingly thick layers. Thus, we postpone what we have to face because only from the acceptance of who we are and who others are can we be free. Free to be, free to express without fear. The day you manage to release those fears, you discover that life is much more vibrant than that other one behind which we hide and where only the grays accompany you. "I am afraid of your fear."