by Lauren Jones

Created on: July 03, 2008

Once their was a you and me
But we whispered to loudly
And got caught between the fine lines of society
Between right and wrong
Between love and hate
Between morals and values
Between gay and straight.
Opinions rose, occasions fell
And the church became a fiery hell
What you grew up knowing
And what you had grown to feel
Were two versions of the same spill.
We kisses in closets
Loved in corners
Spoke with silence
For we never knew who's ears were open.
Still society trapped us in its box
Apparently same sex love came with locks
A box with a lock
A box with a hostage held key
And in that box they trapped you and me
Cut off from air and sunlight and rain
They locked us up with each others company and pain
We held hands quietly in the dark
Softly softly pulsed the beating of our hearts
I felt your tears fall on my arm
You cried for a love that had done nothing wrong
The air got thinner in that box
That tiny box with its oversized lock
It suffocated our love
Suffocated you and me
That box suffocated our love
As society held the key

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