I know they hide behind that locked door in your mind.
Who took the love out of your heart?
I see the naked lines of wrong defined but I cannot see their start.
Where is the passion in your truth?
Does it lie in lust or comparison to the lie?
Remember who you are in there,
Not who you never were,
Forget about the lies my dear,
They belong to abstract fear.
Don't be afraid.
Rowan Blair Colver