I live in a closet
Too afraid to come out
I hate it in here
But I'm filled with self-doubt
I want to come out
But it's worse out there
I peer through a crack
Able only to stare
The part of me that's out
Is one tiny toe
The toe loves it out there
And it wants to grow
The rest of me's scared
But it wants to break free
I've locked myself up
But I long for the key
I'm far too afraid
Though I try to be brave
I know others' battles
Are far more grave
I keep myself safe
By hiding away
I'm not ready now
But maybe someday
If you're in a closet
And you're out there too
I hope you remember:
I'm rooting for you
If you can't tell this is about being a closeted queer
Hope this made you're day better!
