Secret door

I don’t know how you feel,
and maybe I don’t have a right to know.

You have a right
to draw a line in the sand,
or build high, thick walls

if you think
we won’t be getting along.

If I am not the one
that will ease the pain of your troubles,

carry your burden
with pride,
but still humble

you have a right to say no.

So build your walls.

But also, install a secret door,

and keep it unlocked
for the one that’s willing to care.

For the one that was grateful you were willing to share.