Buddy

This Oath is the last time I will say.                     

I'm giving you a word I've let lay.

"Buddy," the fain mask is worn out of respect.

To fear of the public's dangerous effect.

That exteriority has no purpose anymore.

                                       Sensuality and sexuality are now on tour.

                                   I no longer hide in the shadows of rainbows.

For I have found the end and the end of sorrows.