My brother, but also my best friend.
Being ourselves, never having to pretend.
You know my secrets and I thought I knew yours,
But really you were hiding behind a closet door.
Were you ashamed of what you feel?
Or trying to deny it so it wouldn't be real?
You can tell me anything and I won't judge,
I'm not the type to hold a grudge.
I don't hate you for something you cant control,
It's who you are, it's in your soul.
I love you no matter who you are.
No matter what, you're in my heart.
Forget about people who put you down,
If they aren't in your shoes then they don't know.
Never be ashamed of being true,
Because if you ever changed then you wouldn't be you!
| 
Email this Poetry
| 
Add to reading list
