The 4 walls that make my room...

I watched the paint climbing up the wall...
grey and silver stripes...consuming the bland white.
Neck and neck...they race...inching forward every second.
Their hearts compose a piece of wonder...a rhythmic passion...

And then they halt.
Realizing the pointless-ness in all of this.
Why sprint?
Why not meander?
Why not enjoy the scenery?
Why follow this set path?
I watch you following the track in circles...
it amuses me...do you not realize the whole world around you?
Do you not realize your potential?
Turn yourself inside out...
Spit out that heart...and throw it...JUST CHUCK IT AT THE WORLD.
Mother told me this is how you become a woman...
"...be accepting..."
...so here I am now...arms open.