Known only to us.
How I want to cry out
"Dreams!
Desires!
Love!!
They can be real in
My life!!"
I hide it well.
And all my joy
Is proclaimed to the world
In my smile
And in the glowing of my eyes.
But within my silent joy,
I have my own doubts.
What reason do I have
To hide my urge to hold her,
To kiss her?
So I break my trust.
And I get jealous,
But I will not make,
Or even ask her,
To change.
For it is my doubt
The shadow child.
When I was born,
They looked at me
And said,
"What a good boy."
"What a smart boy."
"What a strong boy."
Pity me,
And get pulled into
My cell
My father built for me.
I once held the light in
His eyes.
Now my light is smited.
Like so many expectations,
Like so many dreams.
Is love real?
Or does it all depend
On how you act
At the current moment?
And into uncertainty.
Facing the blank page,
Waiting to be filled.
Hand in hand, we step foward.
Demons at our backs,
Holding us back,
Keeping us down.
There are many obsticles
Blocking the way.
It's gonna be a tough trip.
I offer you my hand.
Will you take it?
Are you game?
Were your kisses.
Better than a dream,
Was your touch.
Better than a dream,
Were your words.
I am complete
So pure.
So strong,
My cure,
For all the pain,
For all the sorrow.
I live today,
To see you tommarrow.