Exposing My Secret
I have a secret, a small truth that’s mine,
A special private matter that I’ll now share.
This secret has been my beautiful burden,
My burden hidden from people’s glare.
Before the secret came to visit, moved in and made itself at home,
I was open and free.
Before this secret formed a committee in my brain, I was in charge,
No hiding, I was me.
It built a closet in my head, a great hiding place,
No one’s ever thought to open it wide.
And I’ve managed to create a whole new persona for myself,
After I’ve deceived and lied.
And now the truth is to be exposed, my secret will leave,
All shackles off, to be untied.
Hang on, the committee meeting vote just came back,
Bugger, 5 to 1 against to “Go outside”.
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