The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

I've heard of Macklemore, but I didn't know anything about his music until yesterday when I fell in love with the song "Same Love". Listening to it, inspired the upcoming poem. If you care to listen, you'll find a lyrical video of "Same Love," which I found on YouTube in the media section.