Left Unspoken

Why Can't I?

Old social norms of what love is supposed to be:

"A man and a woman, starting a family."

Ideals that have been passed through generations.

Preventing everyone from other relations.

"Reality" that many can't seem to swallow.

A "sin" for both colors to become a rainbow.

Taste of forbidden fruits, dreams for a "you and me".

The kind of affection I wanted, secretly.

Mind filled with countless questions, heart numbed with the pain.

Sending subtle confessions that I can't restrain.

Chained from the past, unable to move in present.

Out of my league, yet my heartbeats are persistent.

"This world is full of curves, why can't I be bent too?"

"If they can fall in love, why can't I be with you?"

"Love is blind, that's why you can't see me standing here."

Admiring from a far, wishing to disappear.

Ambiguous words flowing, feelings for the princess.

Such noble meant for a prince, not a writing mess.

Merely watching, tears that shines brighter than the sun.

"If I were a guy, then I would have been your man."