I do not speak because I am bored,
I don't speak because I want to listen,
I want to get to know the depths of ur soul,
I want to immerse myself and understand,
What makes you,
I can't seem to speak up
Not because I see u as below me
But because you intrigue me,
You think I hate those little things u do
Yet they make me love you more
I am nothing but emotions
You are everything,
Yet I can't bear to tell you
Because when I see the soul
It doesn't just show me who you are
But what you are
You cannot hide your true self
Your soul knows and it will tell me
Yet I still know that you are more than that
What makes a man
The question can't be spoken
Or answered
It can only be felt
A man is what he feels
A man is nothing more than
A soul that wants to be accepted
Yet still be different
A man is everything and yet nothing
A man is love
Love makes the man
Hate builds the man
Sadness comforts the man
A man is all things that be and not be