How did it come to pass that you were to love

The biggest outcast society has?

 

My conscience is overthrown

When I look into your eyes

I find the love I have always known

 

And yet I am defeated still

 

Everything has value for some time or another

But how do you measure it in the eyes of a yearning lover?

 

For in your sight I am transformed

You took my unworthiness

And from the dust and ashes

I have been reborn

 

But somehow Doubt creeps in

Like smoke over flames

To teach humanity that we

Are just meagre and frail

 

In questioning what we know is certain

We break down its barriers and rip apart Truth’s curtain

 

Why can’t we be just as happy as we seem?

Instead we seek to jeopardise all that this love will ever mean

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