Open The Door...

Sad is the boy who sits and waits
A tear falls to the floor
A trust forsaken, a bond so broken
Will someone open the door...

How he ponders on his life
Will the dream  pass him by
The boy who wants  love to grow
Will cry upon a sigh

He can’t allow himself to feel
The touch of a gentle hand
The taste of a gentle kiss
The pleasure of being a Man

He expects the world to understand
His torment and his pain
Without the shared longing for desire
How will love sustain

I want to wipe away his tears
Erase those years of hurt
He stands alone to fight these demons
Who destroyed his sense of worth

Can he let go those years of shame
A facade that befell on deaf ears
Will he ever trust again
Rise above the darkness
Release those tears of fear

Sad is the Man who stands and waits
A tear still falls to the floor
Will he ever hold on to love
Will someone open the door...