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Further down the road
choked with dust and mist,
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So many secrets So many lies
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Staring up at the cross on bended knees she prays for this deception to end And yet again she falls back onto the straight line that is laid out for her to walk
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well, what can I say?
I don't really think I'm gay
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I watch my best friend walking past
Without a simple "hi"
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perfect in her flaws
she's pretty as can be
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You lay yourself down
So others can see
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I can’t write today
Too much on my mind
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I'm an old but sturdy structure having stood here all my life
I've never had an equal, no family, and no wife
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we all cower behind
our masks
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Deep in my heart I'm concealing
Things I am longing to say
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what would you do
if i told you the truth?
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I wish I could
Talk about this,
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The beast that is within my soul, One day will find release. the true nature of one's soul...
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Ill keep my secrets behind closed doors
Tape the holes and mend the floors
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Summer in seasonal stillness of slumber,
silhouettes swaying and dancing in lumber;
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Those words are now clausterphobic, trapped within perforated darkness.
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What should I say???
What should I do???
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On the wings of a butterfly,
Our secrets float from tree to tree.
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but no one konws what goes on behind closed doors
no one knows the pain she has to deal with
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Mind in a tailspin
Mixed emotions
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