we are stranded in a crowded room
full of people we don't know
ready to judge
ready to give their verdictswe are stranded in a crowded room
full people with nothing else to do
but throw sticks and stonesand so while they are watching
we became afraid,
afraid to touch
afraid to look
afraid to hold our handsthis place is suffocating us...
but behind closed doors
where no one's watching
where we can be who we are
all the fears fade awaybehind closed doors
we are love birds on the wild
uncaged and free
and so in love
this is who we are
this the love we've chosen
this is the path we chose to take
and it may be treacherous
but as long as i'm with you
i could never ask for anything
else in the worldbut i'm still hoping one day
we can open up the door
and walk around the street
unafraid and ready to show the world
that this love is beautiful
good and right and realand i hope one day
we could be brave enough
to show the world that
this love is as valid as
any other kind of love
this love is a worthwhile fight
not only behind closed doors...
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PoetryMy first work "UnSpoken" which is very close to my heart and I am proud of. It's a collection of all the feelings and emotions of my heart. That I am comfortable enough now to write and share to everyone. I hope you can relate yourself on it and I...