Behind Closed Doors

Behind every closed door may or may not be a secret. Yet people decide to be fake, despite it.
People ask to assist, but you tell people to just leave it. Behind a closed door might be abuse, arguments, fights and all. Soon it's gonna be too late to make the call. People close the door and show the quickest fake smile, don't ask the neighbors, they might say they haven't heard from them in a while.
Behind every closed door may or may not be a secret. Yet people decide to be fake, despite it. Behind it hides those kind of Christians that acts like everything is ok, yet that's what anyone can say. You can act religious at church, but not at home, but remember, you are not alone. God sees everything and does not sleep. He even knows the secrets you keep.
Behind every closed door may or may not be a secret. Yet people decide to be fake, despite it. Behind it hides dysfunctional families that just don't seem to see eye to eye. We pray that they get along, before it's time to say good bye. Arguments, fights, lies, name calls and profanity use. People don't understand, it hurts another's self esteem too. Low self esteem leads to flaws and conflicts and take on your way of life too.
Behind every closed door may or may not be a secret. Yet people decide to be fake, despite it. You can't keep secrets forever behind the door, sometimes you need to settle the score. Things you see and may have heard, can't pretend to act like you heard The Word. Open the door, and gone be real, no one else should reveal.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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