Walls Of Jericho

I wonder why
Every time I see you
You hold your head up high
So surface,
So obvoius,
You're holding nothing inside
You're a waste of time
I've had enough
Why don't I help you out
Cause I'm tired
Of choking down your mouth
Your shallow existence is tired and old
Now you don't have to call me out
That's something I'll proudly do on my own
I have a past, I've made mistakes