Dear Wall.

All those times you ask me what's the matter and I say why'd you ask me that.. Does it cross your mind Why I won't give you a straight answer? 

Now that you wonder and play with those suspicious, conspiring clues of your own, now that you try to explain my change in attitude with your lame experience, I'll make it easier for you: it's because, talking to you is like talking to a wall. 

I don't mean to refer to your strength or firm standing when I call you that, I mean you seem as Incapable of bringing a change and unconcerned as a wall. Not that you were born with a disability, till a certain period of time there was no sign of this nature.
Until, it hit you how easy it is to be a wall. And sorry to say, you're too lazy to change that now. You've left all sensibility and coherence of an adult, understanding human, behind. You've left all experience to rot in the past. You are a wall.

I've too many evidences to list here and I think there's no point to doing that.  

The fact that I realized how much a wall you are, isn't going to change anything on your end. But I do know it has already changed so much on mine. So the matter is that there is none. I'm just not pretending anymore. I'm not playing along to your whole "she's a kid, she can be distracted" game. I'm not getting pleased by your petty and senseless solution-wanna-be's. I'm not ignoring how lazy you are. I'm not being who I'm not just to keep you in the good books. I'm not pretending to depend my emotions on you. I can live with enough strength from the Almighty alone. This is me and if it puzzles you to see me this way, dear wall, I'm certain you can be as indifferent to it as the rest of things in your life.... and mine.