The gray... Maybe someday

Mon, 06/30/2014 - 20:04 -- dalton9


I sit in a tireless pit
A rage of violence that he let sit
I can be a good boy
Yes, I may
I can't help it that I am gay
I sit under the hellish gray
Awaiting the day I see painted skys
But I can't help my life right now
For I am too young to see the world. How?
But in the near future. Not very far...
Maybe someday they'll understand
Maybe someday I won't fall


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