Rough Draft

Staying in the closet, if your parents found out you were gay.Your world would be destroy.

I will admit that I let my silence
Hide all the details I fear most
That will come out to play when I'm tired.
I have been tired for on going years.

Future tense words are prophets in the making,
Prophets for the imagination images.
Scenes I am going to make come true
When I feel the need to express my secets.

I could speak of the past, favorite words.
It wouldn't change my mistakes, my regrets,
My chance to change unhabitable actions
Controled by what has become feeling fine.

Daydream solutions to your unasked questions.
Relay on faith save me one last time
Before everything I wrote on comfort
Disapears before I speak it on love.