To fall in love, once I felt homeless.
Home but an eternal echo on my lips,
To be turned away because of how I appeared.
To fall in love, things can & will turn around
When least expected.
Pride an excuse left in an half eaten wrapper
Spoiled and rotten,
Fumbled from the top of a trash can.
To fall in love aimlessly
The people and the lies they tell change.
The places and the prayers all start to feel the same.
The tithes of a good deed, the welcoming
Of a faith renewed on the bended knee of morality.
Everyone has a past, including love.
Once I felt homeless, the harshness of perception.
Not knowing how close or far you stand.
Sometimes it's easy to give up before you start.
To be turned away because of the way the world lies,
To realize this and fall in love.
You'll never open your heart quite the same.
There are no outsiders, to fall in love
& realize that you're standing in your own way
You'll quickly move.
Accepting that everyone has a past.