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IMPORTANT NOTE: I wrote this ******** of words in the point of view of someone else. Please do not take this seriously. If by any chance these do reflect my feelings, they have been amplified by a million. Also, I did write this at midnight last night so I'm not making promises.

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I wish I could explain the emotions I feel inside but my bloodshot eyes and blury mind deny me.
Oh how I wish I could shout out these feelings, maybe then I would wear myself out,
but my parched throat can not, will not utter a single word.
My eyes follow you, you do not notice them but they do.
Whenever they catch a glimpse of you my once still heart speeds, becomes somewhat human.
The mirror turns against me.
How dare they put me in this body.
So young, so young.
So limited.
How could destiny be so wrong?
Why have the stars ******** up this time?
I yearn to break free,
not only of this prison of flesh but this prison of rules.
Prison of morals, law of society.
How ironic for this flawed society to have such morals.
My mind,
as small and still as it is,
is the only place where my wildest, darkest desires of you can roam free.
But maybe they are not free.
Maybe they are jumping back and forth against my small, still brain.
They shall never escape.
Society does not allow it.
Morals do not allow it.
I do not allow it.
The physical world seems to separate our souls.
Your prison bars are rusting,
mine still shine.
Oh curse this prison,
I am no criminal.
I need not be so contained, confined.
Is desiring a man, yearning for his hand over your heart
such a sin, such a crime?
I think not.
The rules of society are backwards.
We shall never break free of the prisons
we built ourselves.
Confined forever.