One of Those Code of Conduct Lessons

I live in a room, a room with many walls
Each one restricting
Each one confines.

They move in a pattern
Of which I try to be less affected
But each direction I take drives me to another

How is one supposed to be someone else
When walls rotate
Each one will suffocate

To break down each one
Is like a little dream
A little victory in itself

I see many fallen bricks
But yet may prevail
The biggest one of all lie just behind a veil

Can it be blamed should one become insane
To scale, to climb
To break and to fall