There’s a room in my heart

That I kept to myself

Secrets inside

All sat on a shelf

 

As I grew older, I shared this space

For some, they treated it with care

They saw the contents

They understood what laid bare

 

Others, however, peeked into the zone

They did not understand the meaning

They laughed, they teased

And, man, it was demeaning

 

With more experience, and heartbreak too

I began to understand an important fact

Not all needed to see the room

And that I should handle it with some tact

 

Now, only a few select can see my space

I choose these people with great care

For only the ones I love and trust

Can see the space I prepared