I look in front of me and see a face with evil red eyes staring back at me
It is a big brick wall separating me and my story
I try to climb up the wall with my ideas, words, emotions, and experiences
But I just keep falling down
I get back up and try again, this time with a new idea
And no, that one doesn’t work either
I am getting frustrated
I try all different ideas of how to get over, but I just can’t
Not one person can give me advice on how to get over
Not my mom, dad, teacher, or friend
All I need is one original idea of my own
So I try an idea that’s so foreign and so exotic
But it actually works
I start climbing up with my rope building my words as I get higher
Then finally, I am over