Secrets' Game
Secrets, secrets are everywhere,
Secrets,secrets, not meant to share.
They fill my head and crowd my mind,
They make me sick, they make me blind.
But still I keep them safely inside.
Because it's much harder to face them than it is to hide.
Keep them hidden away where no one sees,
It's getting so hard though I'm weak in the knees,
There is so much that I want to say,
But this mask of secrets I can't just cast away.
It's all I have left to hide my shame,
So I'm forced to play the secrets' game.
Copyright © Liz Thomas | Year Posted 2008
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