• Once upon a time,
    There was a poem that asked a question:
    What happens to a dream deffered.
    I can tell you the answer to that.
    It runs to the arms of another
    never to look back at you.
    Why?
    Because you didn't have the stones to say eight words:
    "I want you to know I love you"
    The dream deffered smiles at the other
    Says sweet things that should've been said to you
    Tough luck, you didn't speak up
    or protest or fight
    you just laid down
    to cry
    to die.