like a building

Like a building, i stand.
I let and let go; can't stop though.
They scratch, punch the walls,
drill and nail; hang pictures,
draw faces, pussy and dicks,
writes in red, ' i love you',
overwrites later, 'fuck you'.
They put name plates and locks,
their baggages and trash cans,
musical bells and guarding dogs.

And like a building, i stand.