As I stand for what I believe
the truth remains, still clouded.
With hearts inside closed tightly
we’ll take to the streets, still crowded.
For all I wish and all I dream
to live where all is unscarred,
the dream is gone where I still stand
to all of those in high regard.
To the high regard, do ask
what lies in this you truly know?
What hidden truths fall behind
to the truth they daren’t show.
Let it all be known, where I stand
and let ill-eased questions strike
while all will live another day
as others pass, in shade alike.
Yet love is love as God would see
for two of us in such a bind.
With your heart, heart gone as it would be
the design has yet to unwind.
This is what one thinks still standing
for this is what I stand for.
A farce to some in this my prayer,
to the truth untold, I’ll see more.
It seems a selfish game to play
while what goes on around is raw.
This is how the two of us think
though it’s still painful, what we saw.
And it never seems to change
no matter what the world will see
and all along I cannot implore
to know the one who stands for me.