Let’s turn off the lights and talk in hushed voices because these white walls just might hear us.
And even though they are already stuffed with our secrets, we’ll bang our feet against them.
Let’s watch the hidden stories come seeping out of the white paint and into the soles of our sneakers.
We’ll keep pounding against these walls while we scream out the notes from the speakers.
Let’s spin the globe and pack our bags. We won’t change our clothes but we’ll change our first names.