taezee
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someone had seen this poem on mi gente page and asked me to post it here so here it is...
COME IN ITS OPEN
theres a room thats been locked and sealed in my heart for a long time..i had forgotten over the years what was in that room,,only that many people had come and tried to enter without success..many leaving in tears of frustration or much distress..and me standing there wondering ..whats the big deal?...i dont even know whats in there what can they feel?....what are they looking for in there anyway?....and so it continued day after day....knocking prying...kicking with force...and i standing ther laughing without any remorse....how foolish they are and why cant they see?... theres others to love..why do they choose me?....for i locked that door a long time ago...to assure myself that tears would not flow....again from my eyes as i feel the pain ...of a love gone wrong and trying to stay sane....well now that doors open and i dont know how....she came in the backway where no ones allowed....and there she is laughing and asking me to come see....whats in the room ....she says its the real me....and as the door opens wider i feel a familiar stirrng inside...of special feelings that i tried to hide...as i stand there outwitted and not knowing where to begin...she takes my hand and says baby..please just come in..
COME IN ITS OPEN
theres a room thats been locked and sealed in my heart for a long time..i had forgotten over the years what was in that room,,only that many people had come and tried to enter without success..many leaving in tears of frustration or much distress..and me standing there wondering ..whats the big deal?...i dont even know whats in there what can they feel?....what are they looking for in there anyway?....and so it continued day after day....knocking prying...kicking with force...and i standing ther laughing without any remorse....how foolish they are and why cant they see?... theres others to love..why do they choose me?....for i locked that door a long time ago...to assure myself that tears would not flow....again from my eyes as i feel the pain ...of a love gone wrong and trying to stay sane....well now that doors open and i dont know how....she came in the backway where no ones allowed....and there she is laughing and asking me to come see....whats in the room ....she says its the real me....and as the door opens wider i feel a familiar stirrng inside...of special feelings that i tried to hide...as i stand there outwitted and not knowing where to begin...she takes my hand and says baby..please just come in..
